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REV.   LOUIS    FITZGERALD    BENSON,  D.  D. 

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PRINCETON  THEOLOGICAL  SEMINARY 


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>  MAY  8  1935 


AND 


CAMP-MEETING  SONCJS, 


FOR 


vata  toot^ 


While  I  live,  I  will  praise  the  Lord."— Ps,  exlti.  2. 


NINTH  EDITION  ENLARGED. 


Baltimore: 

ARMSTRONG  AND  PLASKITT,  134,  MARITET-STREET 

1827. 


DISTRICT  OF  MARYLAND,  s* 

BE  IT  REMEMBERED,  That  on  the  fourteenth 
Jay  of  April,  in  the  fiftj -first  year  of  the  Independence 
of  the  United  States  of  America.  Armstrong  and 
Plaskitt,  of  the  said  District,  hath  deposited  in  this 
office  the  title  of  a  book,  the  right  whereof  they 
claim  as  proprietors,  in  the  words  following",  to  wit: — 

"  Social  and  Camp-Meeting  Songs,  for  the  Pious. 

While  I   live,   I    will   praise    the    Lord Psalm 

cxlvi.  2. 

In  conformity  to  the  Act  of  the  Congress  of  the 
United  States,  entitled  "  An  act  for  the  encourage- 
ment of"  learning,  by  securing  the  copies  of  maps, 
charts,  and  books,  to  the  authors  and  proprietors  of 
such  copies,  during  the  times  therein  mentioned." 
And  also  to  an  act,  entitled  "an  Act,  supplementary 
to  an  Act,  entitled  an  act  for  the  encouragement 
of  learning,  by  securing  the  copies  of  maps,  charts, 
and  books,  to  the  authors  and  proprietors  of  such- 
copies,  during  the  times  therein  mentioned,  and  ex- 
tending the  benefits  thereof  to  the  arts  of  designing, 
sngraving,  and  etching  historical  ana  oilier  prh 

*  PHILIP  MOORE, 

Chrk  of  the  District  of  Maryland. 


SOCIAL 

AND 

CAMP-MEETING  SONGS. 


HYMN  1.  P.  M. 

1.  YE   children  of   Zion,   who're   aiming  far 

glory, 
Enlisted  with  Jesus  to  fight  against  hell, 

New  Canaan's  bright^borders  are  now  just 
before  you, 
:h  Jordan's  proud  billows  its  banks  over- 
all. 
Ten  thousand  have  cross'd  it,  and  are  now  in 

A  shouting  and  telling  the  triumphant  story, 
And  Jesus,  our  Saviour,  will  bring  us  all  over, 
In  the  land   of   sweet  Canaan,  for  ever  to 
dwell. 

2.  This  makes  my  heart  joyful,  it  fills  me  with 

pleasure, 
That  suff  ring  and  toiling  wnTone  day  be  o'er; 
At  the  feet  of  my  Saviour  I'll  tnere  'count  rny 

treasure, 
Where  sin,  pain,  and  sorrow  can  reacii  me  no 

more. 
Be  bold  and  courageous,  and  fear  not  the  devil. 
Though  he  should  speak  of  you  all  manner  of 

evil, 
For  though  Satan  racres,  yet  Jesus  engages 
To  bring  us  all  shouting  to  Canaan's  bright 

shore, 


3.  Like  ships  on  the  ocean  we're  tossed  by 

commotion, 
But  Christ  is  the  pilot,  and  he's  a  sure  guide  : 
It  sick  and  afflicted,  kind  love  has  a  lotion 
Vvhi«:h  flows  in  abundance  from  Jesus's  side. 
1  hough  Satan's  wild  whirlwinds  like  deludes 

roaring-,  to 

And   floods   of  temptation  as   hail  are   down 

pouring, 
Though  devils  should  haunt  you,  yet  let  them 

not  daunt  you, 
For  Jesus  rules  over  the  wind  and  the  tide. 

4.  I  feel  his  love  blazing,  my  spirits  are  raising, 
Had  I  angel's  pinions,  away  would  I  go, 

And   see   that  bright  city,   and  hear  angels 
praising,  ° 

And  all  the  enjoyment  of  glory  to  know, 
To   our   great  God  and  Father,  that  shines 

throughout  heaven, 
All  glory  irom  saints  and  from  angels  be  given  ; 
My  heart  s  all  on  fire,  my  Jesus  draws  nigher, 
His  love,  like  an  ocean,  all  through  me  doth 
now. 

5.  His  love  so  constrains  me,  this  earth  can't 

contain  me, 
My  soul  is  so  joyful,  I'm  fill'd  with  new  wine, 
lis  grace  that  supports  me,  and  crlory  awaits 
me, 
While  beams  from  sweet  heaven  all  round  me 
doth  shine. 
Bright  angels  attend  me  where'er  I  am  ffoing, 
Sweet .Jesus  directs  me,  whatever  I'm  doino- ; 
Asu^jt  of  wonder,  on  which  angels  poncfer, 
I  hat  beggars  are  raised  to  a  life  so  divine. 

HYMN  2.  P.  M 

On  ike  Passion. 
1.  SAW  ye  my  Saviour  !  Saw  ve  my  Saviour ' 
Saw  ye  my  Saviour  and  God  ? 


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Oh  !  he  died  on  Calvary,  to  atone  for  you  and  me,, 
And  to  purchase  our  pardon  with  blood. 

2.  Ho  was  extended  !  he  was  extended  ! 
Shamefully  nail'd  to  the  cross  ; 

Oh !  he  bow'd  his  head  and  died,  thus  my  Lord 
was  crucified, 
To  atone  for  a  world  that  was  lost. 

3.  Jesus  hung  bleeding  !  Jesus  hung  bleeding  ! 
Three  dreadful  hours  in  pain  ; 

Oh  !  the  sun  refused  to  shine,  when  his  majesty 
divine, 
Was  derided,  insulted,  and  slain. 

4.  Darkness  prevailed  !  darkness  prevailed  ! 
Darkness  prevail'd  o'er  the  land, 

O  !  the  solid  rocks  were  rent  thro'  creation's 
vast  extent, 
When  the  Jews  crucified  the  God  man. 

5.  When  it  was  finish'd,  when  it  was  finish'd, 
And  the  atonement  was  made, 

He  was  taken  by  the  great,  and  embalm'd  in 
spices  sweet, 
And  in  a  new  sepulchre  was  laid. 

6.  Hail,  mighty  Saviour!  Hail,  mighty  Saviour ! 
Prince  and  the  author  of  peace, 

Oh !  he  burst  the  bands  of  death,  and  trium- 
phant thro'  the  east. 
He  ascended  to  mansions  of  bliss. 

7.  Now  interceding  !  now  interceding  ! 
Pleading  that  sinners  may  live  ; 

Crying   Father,    I   have  died!  O  behold  my 
hands  and  side, 
To  redeem  them,  I  pray  thee  forgive. 

8.  I  will  forgive f hem,  I  will  forgive  them, 
If  they'll  repent  and  believe, 

Let  them  now  return  to  me  and  be  reconcil'd  to 
thee, 
And  salvation  they  all  shall  receive* 
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HYMN  3.  P.  M. 

ft,  HOW  happy  every  child  of  grace, 
The  soul  that's  fill'd  with  joy  and  peace.. 
That  bears  the  fruits  of  righteousness, 

And  kept  by  Jesu's  power; 
Their  trespasses  are  all  forgiv'n, 
They  antedate  the  joys  of  heaven, 

In  rapturous  lays, 

Shout  the  praise, 

Of  Jesirs  grace, 

To  3  lost  race 
Of  sinners  brought  to  happiness, 
Through  the  atoning  blood  of  Jesus. 

2.  Satan  may  tempt,  and  hell  may  rage, 
And  all  the  powers  of  earth  besiege, 
Their  united  strength  at  once  engage, 

To  pluck  a  soul  from  Jesus  ; 
The  faithful  soul  laughs  them  to  scorn, 
He's  heaven  bound  and  heaven  born. 

He'll   vatch  and  pray 

Night  and  day, 

Fight  his  way, 

Win  the  day, 
And  all  his  enemies  dismay, 
T   -ough  the  mighty  name  of  Jesus. 

3.  O  monster  death  thy  sting  is  drawn, 
O  boasting  grave,  no  trophies  won, 
The  soul  triumphs  through  grace  alone, 

To  see  the  face  of  Jesus  : 
At  length  it  bids  the  world  adieu, 
With  all  its  vanitv  and  show, 

The  soul  it  flies, 

Through  the  skies, 

To  paradise, 

And  join  its  voice 
In  rapturous  lays  of  love  and  praise 
To  the  blessed  name  of  Jesus, 


I  \\  hen  Gabriel's  awful  trump  shall  sound, 
And  rend  the  reeks,  convulse  the  ground, 
\n-l  swear  that  time  is  at  an  end, 
Arise  and  come  to  judgment  ; 
See  lightnings  flash,  and  thunder  roll, 
This  ecarth  wrapt  like  a  parchment  scroll ; 
Comets  blaze, 
Sinners  raise, 
Dread  amaze 
And  horror  seize 
The  guilty  sons  of  Adam's  race, 
Unsav'd  from  sin  by  Jesus. 
5  The  Christian  filled  with  rapturous  joy, 
'Midst  flaming  worlds,  he  mounts  on  higm 
To  meet  his  Saviour  in  the  sky, 
And  see  the  face  of  Jesus ; 
The  soul  and  bodv  re-unite, 
And  fiird  with  glory  infinite, 
Blessed  day, 
Christians  say, 
Will  you  pray, 
That  "we  may 
All  join  that  happy  company, 
.  To  praise  the  name  of  Jesus. 

HYMN  4.  P.  M 

I.  YE  sons  of  war  I  pfay  draw  near 
And  list  as  generous  volunteers, 
Become  our  royal  brothers  here, 

I  mean  as  valiant  soldiers  ; 
You'll  enter  into  present  pay, 
And  feasting  live  from  day  to  day, 
Then  turn  about  and  march  away, 
And  Jesus  will  support  you. 
H.  Ye  careless  sons  of  Adam's  race, 
Who  long  have  trod  in  folly's  ways, 
O  turn  about  to  Zion's  face. 

And  meet  Apollyon's  forces; 


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Gird  on  vour  sword  and  glittering  shield, 
And  with  your  helmet  take  the  field, 
And  fight  your  way  and  never  yield, 
And  Jesus  will  support  you. 

Z.  The  bounty  you  shall  have  in  hand, 
If  you  will  list  in  Jesu's  band, 
Your  captain  in  the  front  will  stand 

And  beat  your  foes  before  you; 
Come  throw  your  rebel  weapons  down> 
And  seek  for  honour  and  renown, 
And  you  shall  wear  a  starry  crown, 

i  or  Jesus  will  support  you. 

4.  You  long  have  been  the  slaves  of  sin, 
With  dire  corruption  deep  within. 
The  Christian  warfare  now  begin, 

And  face  Apollyon's  forces  ; 
The  breast-plate  take  of  righteousness* 
Your  feat  be  shod  with  gospel  peace, 
Be  daily  at  the  throne  of  grace, 

And  Jesus  will  support  you. 

5.  Desert  the  cause  of  heaven's  foe, 
Before  you  plunge  in  endless  wo, 
Now  courage  take  to  Jesus  go, 

And  he  will  now  receive  you  ; 
From  sin  and  Satan  you'll  get  free, 
And  happy  seasons  you  shall  see, 
And  gain  the  Christian's  liberty, 

For  Jesus  will  support  you. 

0.  No  more  in  Satan's  ranks  appear, 
But  to  our  banner  pray  draw  near, 
We'll  win  the  day,  you  need  not  fear.' 

Though  earth  and  hell  oppose  us. 
Our  captain  he  is  always  brave, 
And  able  still  his  men  to  save  ; 
He  conquered  death  and  the  grave, 

And  he  will  still  support  you. 


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7.  Let  not  sinners  you  affright, 
Although  they  rage  and  vent  their  spite, 
Wear  but  the*  Christian's  armour  right, 

And  none  can  stand  before  you. 
Although  your  parents  should  oppose, 
Your  dearest  friends  become  your  foes, 
Yet  sweetly  with  the  gospel  close, 

And  Jesus  will  support  you. 

8.  And  when  the  war  is  at  an  end, 
Our  Captain  still  will  be  our  friend, 
We'll  wing  our  wav  and  up  ascend 

To  reign  with  him  in  glory. 
Then  all  our  tears  be  wip'ci  away, 
Our  night  be  turivd  to  endless  day, 
And  on  our  golden  harps  we'll  play, 

The  joyful  song*  of  heaven. 

HYMN  o.  P.  11 

1.  O  JESUS  my  Saviour,  to  thee  I  submit, 
With  love  and  thanksgiving,  fall  down  at  thy 

feet, 
The  sacrifice  offer,  my  soul,  flesh,  and  blood, 
To  thee  rny  Redeemer,  my  Lord,  and  my 
God. 

2. 1  love  thee,  I  love  thee,  I  love  thee  my  Lord, 
I  love  thee  my  Saviour,  I  trust  in  thyVord, 
I  love  thee,  I  love  thee,  and  that  thou  dost 

know, 
But  how  much  I  love  thee  I  never  can  show, 

3.  I'm  happy,  I'm  happy,  O  wond'rous  account, 
My  joys  are  immortal,  I  stand  on  the  mount, 
I  cra.e"  on  my  treasure,  and  long  to  beth^re, 
With  angels  my  kindred,  and  Jesus  my  dear 

4.  O  Jesus,  my  Saviour,  in  thee  I  am  blest, 
My  life  and" my  treasure,  my  joy  and  my  rest 


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Thy  grace  be  my  theme,  and  thy  name  be  my 

song, 
Thy  love  doth  inspire  both  my  heart  and  my 

tongue. 

5.  O  who  is  like  Jesus  ?  he  is  Salem's  bright  king 
He  smiles  and  he  loves  me,  and  learns  me  to 

sing; 
I'll   praise  him,  I'll  praise  him,  with  notes 

loud  and  shrill, 
While  rivers  of  pleasure  my  spirit  doth  fill. 

HYMN  6.  P.  M. 

1.  FROM  the  regions  of  love,  lo  !  an  angel  de- 

scended, 
And  told  the  strange  news,  how  the  babe 
was  attended  ; 
Go  shepherds  and  visit  the  wonderful  stranger, 
See  yonder  bright  star,  there's  your  God  in  a 
manger. 

CHORUS. 

Hallelujah  to  the  lamb,  who  has  purchased  eur 
pardon, 

We*tl  praise  him  again  when  we  pass  over  Jor- 
dan. 

2.  Glad  tidings  I  bring,  unto  you  and  each  na- 

tion, 

Glad  tidings  of  joy,  now  behold  your  salva- 
tion; 

Then  suddenly  multitudes  rais'd  their  glad 
voices, 

And  shout  hallelujahs,  while  heaven  rejoices. 
Chor.  Hallelujah,  fyc. 

3.  Now  glory  to  God  in  the  highest  is  given, 
All  glory  to  God  is  re-echo'd  in  heaven ; 


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Around  the  whole  earth,  let  us  tell  the  glad 

\na°2ng  of  his  love,  his  salvation,  and  glory. 
Ana       b  Cho^  HaiitiUjah,  SfC. 

4.  Enraptur'd  I  burn,  with  delight  and  desire 
Such  love,  so  divine,  sets  my  soul  all  on  fire  , 
Around  the  bright  throne  hosannahs  arenng- 

O  wfen  shall  I  join  them,  and  ever  be  sinking. 
C/ior.  Hallelujah,  tfc. 

&  O  Jesus  ride  on,  thy  kingdom  is  glorious, 

O'er  sin,  death,  and  hell,  thou'lt  make  us  vie 

torious  ;  .  ,  „ 

Thy  banner  unfurl,  let  the  nations  surrender. 

And  own  thee  their  Saviour,  their  God.  ana 

defender.  .        „ 

CTior.  Hallelujah,  tfc. 

HYMN  7.  P.  M. 

1.  BRIGHT  scenes  of  glory  strike  my  sense, 
And  all  my  passions  capture, 

Eternal  beauties  round  me  shine, 

Infusing  warmest  rapture. 
I  dive  in  pleasures,  deep  and  full 

In  swelling  waves  of  glory  ; 
And  feel  my  Saviour  in  my  soul, 

And  groan  to  tell  my  story. 

2.  I  feast  on  honey,  milk,  and  wine, 
I  drink  perpetual  sweetness  ; 

Mount  Zion'a  beauties  round  me  shine. 

While  Christ  unfolds  his  glory  ! 
No  mortal  tongue  can  show  my  joys, 

Nor  can  an  angel  tell  them  ; 
Ten  thousand  times  surpassing  all 

Terrestrial  worlds  or  emblems. 


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3.  My  captivated  spirit  flies, 
Through  shining  worlds  of  beauty, 

Dissolv'cfin  blushes,  loud  I  cry, 

In  praises  loud  and  mighty. 
And  here  I'll  sing  and  swell  the  strain, 

Of  harmony  delighted  ; 
And  with  the  millions  learn  the  notes 

Of  saints  in  Christ  united. 

4.  The  bliss  that  rolls  through  those  above. 
Through  those  in  glory  seated, 

Which  causes  them  loud  songs  to  sing, 

Ten  thousand  times  repeated  : 
Dart  through  my  soul  in  radiant  flame 

Constraining  loudest  praises  : 
O'erwhelming  all  my  powers  with  joy, 

While  all  within  me  blazes. 

5.  When  earth  and  sea  shall  be  no  more, 
And  all  their  glory  perish, 

When  sun  and  moon  snail  cease  to  shine. 

And  stars  at  midnight  languish, 
My  joys  refin'd  shall  liigher  shine, 

With  heavVs  radiant  glory, 
And  tell  through  one  eternal  day, 

Love's  all  immortal  story. 

HYMN  8.  P.  M. 

1.  O  HOW  I  have  long'd  for  the  coming  of 

God, 
And  sought  him  by  praying  and  searching 

his  word, 
With   watching   and   fasting   my   soul  was 

opprest, 
Nor  would  I  give  over  till  Jesus  had  blest. 

2.  The  news  of  his  mercy,  at  length  did  appear, 
According  to  promise  "he  answer  d  my  prayer, 


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And  glory  is  open'd  in  floods  on  my  soul, 
Salvation  from  Zion's  beginning  to  roll. 

.>.  The  news  of  his  mercy  is  spreading  abroad, 
And  sinners  come  crying  and  weeping  to 

God, 
Their  mourning  and  praying  is  heard  very 

loud, 
And  thousands  find  pardon  in  Jesus's  blood. 

4.  Here's  more,  'my  dear  Saviour,  who  fall  at 

thy  feet, 
Opprest  by  a  burden  enormously  great ; 
O  raise  them,  my  Jesus  to  tell  of  thy  love, 
And  shout  hallelujah  like  angels  above. 

5.  I'll  sing  and  I'll  shout,  and  I'll  shout  and  I'll 

sing, 
O  God  make  the  nations  with  praises  to  ring, 
With  loud  acclamations  of  Jesus's  love, 
And  carry  us  all  to  the  city  above. 

6.  We'll  wait  for  his  chariot,  it  seems  to  draw 

near, 

0  come  my  dear  Saviour,  let  glory  appear  ; 
We  long  to  be  singing  and  shouting"  above, 
With  angels  o'erwhelmed  in  Jesus  s  love. 

HYMN  9.  P.  M. 

1.  ALMIGHTY  love  inspire    my  heart  with 
pure  desire, 
Until  the  sacred  fire  my  soul  doth  renew, 

1  love  the  blessed  Jesus,  on  whom  each  angel 

gazes, 
And  symphony  increases,  above  the  ethereal 
blue'. 

CHORUS, 

O  give  him  glory,  O  give  him  glory, 
O  give  him  glory,  for  glory  is  his  own  ; 


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Twill  give  him  glory,  1  will  give  him  glory, 
I  will  give  him  glory,  for  glory  is  his  own. 

2.  My  tender  hearted  Jesus,  thy  love  my  soui 

amazes, 
Who  came  from  heav'n  to  save  us,  when  lost 

and  undone  : 
No  angel  could  redeem  us,  no  seraph  could 

retrieve  us, 
No  arm  could  relieve  us,  but  Jesus  alone. 

%.  In  him  I  have  believed,  he  has  my  soul  re- 
trieved, 

From  sin  he  has  redeemed  my  soul  that  was 
dead, 

And  now  I  love  my  Saviour,  for  I  am  in  his 
favour, 

And  hope  with  him  for  ever,  the  golden  streets 
to  tread. 

4.  Yet  here  awhile  I  stay,  in  hope  of  that  glad 

day, 
'Till  I'm  call'd  away  to  the  mansions  above, 
There  to  enjoy  the  treasure  of  unconsuming 

pleasure, 
An*  I  shout  in  highest  measure,  hallelujahs  of 

love. 
Chor.  O  give  him  glory,  fyc. 

HYMN  10.  P.  M. 

1.  HOW  lost  was  my  condition 

'Till  Jesus  made  me  whole  ; 
There  is  but  one  physician 

Can  cure  a  sin-sick  soul : 
Next  door  to  death  he  found  me, 

An  1  snatch'd  me  from  the  grave 
To  tell  to  all  around  n:< 

His  wond'rous  power  to  sav*. 


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2.  The  worst  of  all  diseases 
Is  light,  compared  to  sin, 

On  every  part  it  seizes, 

But  rages  most  within  : 
?Tis  palsy,  plague,  and*  fever, 

And  madness  all  combined, 
And  none  but  a  believer 

The  least  relief  can  find. 

3.  From  men  great  skill  professing, 
I  sought  a  cure  to  gain  ; 

But  this  prov'd  more  distressing, 

And  added  to  my  pain. 
Some  said  that  nothing  ailed  me, 

Sbme  gave  me  up  for  lost ; 
Thus  every  refuge  failed  me, 

And  all  my  hopes  were  cross'd. 

4.  At  length  this  great  physician, 
(How  matchless  is  his  grace,) 

Accepted  my  petition, 

And  undertook  my  case  : 
First  give  me  sight  to  view  him, 

For  sin  mine  eyes  had  seal'd  ; 
Then  bade  him  look  unto  him, 

I  look'd,  and  I  was  heal'd. 

5.  A  dying,  risen  Jesus, 

Seen  by  an  eye  of  faith,        / 
At  once  from  danger  frees  us/ 

And  saves  the  soul  from  death. 
Come,  then,  to  this  physician, 

His  help  he'll  freely  give, 
He  makes  no  hard  condition, 

'Tis  only  look  and  live. 

HYMN  11.  P.  M. 

1.  MERCY,  O  thou  son  of  David  ! 
Thus  poor  blind  Bartemus  pray'd  f 


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Others  by  thy  grace  are  saved, 
JNow  vouchsafe  to  me  thy  aid: 

J  or  his  crying  many  chid  him, 
Bu\  he  pray'd  the  louder  still, 

1  ill  his  gracious  Saviour  bid  him, 
Come  and  ask  me  what  you  will. 

2.  Money  was  not  what  he  wanted, 
I  hough  by  begging  us'd  to  live, 
But  he  ask'd,  and  Jesus  granted 

Alms  which  none  but  he  could  give  • 
Lord,  remove  this  grievous  blindness, 

Let  mine  eyes  behold  the  day, 
ktraiffht  he  saw,  and  won  by  kindness, 

t  ollow'd  Jesus  in  the  ways. 

3.  Now  methinks  I  hear  him  singing 

Publishing  to  all  around  : 
Friends,  is  not  my  case  amazing, 

What  a  Saviour  I  have  fount1  ' 
O  that  all  the  blind  but  knew  him, 

And  would  be  advis'd  by  me  ; 
Sure  it  they  would  come  unto  him, 

He  would  cause  them  all  to  see. 

4'  ^7  l  Creely  leave  my  garments, 

follow  Jesus  in  the  way. 
He  will  guide  me  by  his  counsel, 

Lead  me  to  eternal  day  ; 
There  I  shall  behold  my  Saviour, 

Spotless,  innocent,  and  pure, 
There  with  him  to  reign  for  ever. 

If  I  to  the  end  endure. 

HYMN  12.  L.  M. 

*  £?ME'  y5  that  love  the  Lord  indeed, 
Who  are  from  sin  and  bondage  freed 
Submit  to  all  the  ways  of  God, 
And  walk  the  narrow,  happy  road. 


CHORUS. 

We're  all  united  heart  and  hand, 
Join'd  in  one  band  completely  ; 
We're  marching  through  ImmanueVs  land 
Where  the  waters  flow  most  sweetly. 

2.  Great  tribulation  you  shall  meet, 

But  soon  shall  walk  the  golden  street : 

'    Though  hell  may  rasre  and  vent  its  spite. 

Yet  Christ  will  save  liis  heart's  delight. 

Chor.  We're  all  united,  fyc. 

3.  That  happy  day  will  soon  appear, 
When  Gabriel  s  trumpet  you  shall  hear 
Sound  through  the  earth,' yea,  down  to  hell* 
And  call  the  nations  great  and  small. 

Chor.   We're  all  united,  fyc. 

4.  Behold  the  world  in  burning  flames, 
The  trumpet  louder  still  proclaims, 

The  world  must  hear  and  know  her  doom  ; 
The  separation  day  is  come. 

Chor.  We're  all  united,  fyc. 

5.  Behold  the  righteous  marching  home, 
And  all  the  angels  bid  them  come, 

While  Christ  the  judge,  these  words  pro- 
claims 
"  Here  come  mv  saints,  I  own  their  names. 
''Chor.   We're  all  united,  frc 

6.  ;<  Ye  everlasting  gates  fly  wide ; 
Make  ready  to  receive  my  bride  ; 

*  Ye  harps  of  heav'n  now  sound  aloud, 
Here  comes  the  purchase  of  my  blood." 
Chor.  We're  all' united,  £*c, 

7.  In  grandeur  see  the  royal  line, 

In  glittering  robes  the  sun  outshine ; 


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Bee  saints  and  angels  join  in  one, 
And  march  in  splendour  to  the  throne. 

Chor.   We're  all  united,  tft, 

8.  They  stand  and  wonder  and  look  on  ; 
Tliey  join  in  one  eternal  song", 
Their  great  Redeemer  to  admire, 
While  raptures  set  their  souls  on  fire. 

Chor.   We'' re  all  united,  $*c. 

HYMN  13.  L.  M. 

1.  HAIL  !  sovereign  love,  that  first  began 
The  scheme  to  rescue  fallen  man : 
Hail !  matchless  free,  eternal  grace, 
That  gave  my  soul  a  hiding  pFace. 

2.  Against  the  God  that  rules  the  sky 
I  fought,  with  hands  uplifted  high, 
Despis'd  the  offers  of  his  grace, 
Too  proud  to  seek  a  hiding  place. 

3.  Enwrapt  in  dark  Egyptian  ni^ht, 
Was  fond  of  darkness  more  than  light, 
Madly  I  ran  the  sinful  race, 

Secure  without  a  hiding  ^lace. 

4.  But  lo  !  the  eternal  counsel  ran, 
"  Almighty  love  arrest  the  man  !" 
I  felt  the  arrows  of  distress, 
And  found  I  had  no  hiding  place. 

5.  Vindictive  justice  stood  in  view, 
To  Sinai's  fiery  mount  I  flew, 

Stern  justice  cried,  with  frowning  face, 
This  mountain  is  no  hiding  place. 

6.  But  lo  !  a  heav'nly  voice  I  heard, 
And  mercy  for  my  soul  appear'd  ; 
She  led  me  on  a  pleasant  pace, 
To  Jesus  Christ,  my  hiding  place. 


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7.  Should  seven-fold  storms  of  thunder  roil. 
And  shake  the  globe  from  pole  to  pole, 
No  thunder-bolt  shall  daunt  my  face, 
For  Jesus  is  my  hiding  place. 

g.  On  him  Almighty  vengeance  fell, 

That  might  have  cruslVd  a  world  to  hell : 

He  boreit  for  a  sinful  race, 

And  thus  became  their  hiding  place. 

9.  A  few  more  rolling  scenes  at  most, 
Will  land  me  safe  on  Zion's  coast ; 
There  I  shall  sing  a  song  of  grace, 
Safe  in  my  glorious  hiding  place. 

HYMN  14.  C.  M. 

1.  STOP,  poor  sinner,  stop  and  think, 
Before  you  farther  go, 

Can  you  sport  upon  the  brink 

Of  everlasting  wo  ? 
Hell  beneath  is  gaping  wide, 

Vengeance  waits  the  dread  command- 
Soon  will  stop  your  sport  and  pride, 

And  sink  you  with  the  damn'd, 

CHORUS. 

Then  be  entreated  now  to  stop. 
For  unless  you  warning  take. 

Ere  you  are  aware,  yoiCll  drop 
Into  a  bumiiiglake. 

2.  Say,  have  you  an  arm  like  God, 
That  you  his  will  oppose  ? 

Fear  you  not  that  iron  rod 
With  which  he  breaks  his  foes? 

Can  you  stand  in  that  great  day, 
When  his  judgment  lie'll  proclaim  ; 

And  the  earth  snall'melt  awav, 
Like  wax  before  the  flame  " 

Then  be  entreated,  SfC 


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3.  Ghastly  death  will  quickly  come, 
Ami  drag  you  to  the  bar ; 

Then  to  hear  your  awful  doom, 

Will  fill  you  with  despair. 
All  your  sins  will  round  you  crowd, 

Sins  of  a  blood  crimson  die 
Eatfh  for  vengeance  cry  aloud 

And  what  will  you  reply  ? 

Then  be  entreated,  fyc 

4.  Though  your  hearts  be  made  of  steel, 
Your  forehead  lin'd  with  brass, 

God  at  length  will  make  you  feel, 

He  will  not  let  you  pass  : 
Sinners,  then  in  vain  will  call, 

(Though  they  now  despise  his  grace  ;) 
Rocks  and  mountains  on  us  fall, 

And  hide  us  from  his  face. 

Then  be  entreated,  fy&. 

5.  But  as  yet  there  is  a  hope, 
You  may  his  mercy  know  : 

Though  his  arm  be  lifted  up, 

He  still  forbears  the  blow  : 
It  was  for  sinners  Jesus  died  ; 

Sinners  he  invites  to  come  : 
None  that  come  shall  be  denied-— 

He  says  there  still  is  room. 

Jror  Jesvfs  sake,  I  pray  you  stop,  $v. 


HYMN  15.  P.  M. 

}.  THE  son  of  man  they  did  betray, 
He  was  condemn'd  and  led  away, 
Think,  O  my  soul,  on  that  dread  day  i 

Look  on  mount  Calvary. 
Behold  him  lamb-like  led  along, 
Surrounded  by  a  wicked  throng 


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Accused  by  each  Ivinar  tongue. 
And  then  the  Lamo  of  God  they  hung 
Upon  the  shameful  tree. 

.  'Twas  thus  the  glorious  sufferer  stood, 
With  hands  and^feet  nail'd  to  the  wood  5 
From  every  wound  a  stream  of  blood 

Came  flowing  down  amain. 
His  bitter  groaii3  all  nature  shook, 
And  at  his  voice  the  rocks  were  broke, 
And  sleeping  saints  their  graves  forsook, 
While  spitetul  Jews  around  himmock'd, 
laughed  at  his  pain. 

.  Now  hung  between  the  earth  and  skies, 
Behold  !  in  agonies  he  di- 
O  sinners  !  hear  his  mournful  cries, 

Come  see  his  tortTin^  pain. 
The  morning  sun  withdrew  his  light, 
Blush'd,  and  refus'd  to  view  the  sight : 
The  azure  clothed  in  robes  of  ni^ht, 
All  nature  mourn'd  and  stood  affright, 

When  Christ  the  Lord  was  slain. 

..  Hark!  men  and  angels,  hear  the  son, 
He  cries  for  help,  but  O  !  there's  none, 
He  treads  the  wine-press  all  alone, 

His  garments  stained  with  blood. 
In  lamentations  hear  him  cry, 
"  Eloi,  lama  sabacthani !" 
Though  death  may  close  his  languid  eyes. 
He  soon  will  mount  the  upper  skies, 

The  conq'ring  Son  of  God. 

.  The  Jews  and  Romans  in  a  band, 
With  hearts  like  steel  around  him  stand. 
And  mocking,  say,  "  Come  save  the  lana. 

Come  try  yourself  to  free." 
A  soldier  pierc'd  him  when  he  died, 
Then  healing  streams  came  from  his  side, 


5® 

And  thus  my  Lord  was  crucified  ; 
Stern  justice  now  is  satisfied, 
Sinners,  tor  you  and  me. 

o.  Behol«i  !  he  mounts  the  throne  of  state 
He  fills  the  mediatorial  seat, 
While  millions  bowing  at  his  feet, 

With  loud  hosannahs  tell : 
Though  he  endured  exquisite  pains, 
He  led  the  monster  death  in  chains  : 
Ye  seraphs  raise  your  highest  strains 
With  music  fill  bright  Eden's  plains, 
He  conquer'd  death-  and  hell. 

7.  'Tis  done  !  the  dreadful  debt  is  paid, 
The  great  atonement  now  is  made  : 
Sinners  on  him  your  guilt  was  laid, 

For  you  he  spilt  his  blood  : 
For  you  his  fender  soul  did  move, 
For  you  he  left  the  courts  above, 
That  you  the  length  and  breadth  might  prove, 
And  height  and  depth  of  perfect  love, 

In  Christ  your  smiling  God. 

S.  All  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 
Who  reigns  enthron'd  above  the  sky  : 
Who  sent  his  son  to  bleed  and  die, 

Glory  to  him  be  giv'n  : 
While  heav'n  above  his  praise  resounds, 

0  Zion  sing — his  grace  abounds  ; 

1  hope  to  snout  eternal  rounds  ; 

In  flaming  love,  that  knows  no  bounds,- 
When  swallow'd  up  in  heav'n. 

HYMN  16.  L.  M. 

I.  DON'T  you  see  my  Jesus  coming  ? 

Don't  you  see  him  in  yonder  cloud? 
With  ten  thousand  angels  round  him, 

See  how  they  do  my  Jesus  crowd ? 


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2.  Don't  yon  see  his  arms  extended? 
Don't  you  hear  his  charming  voice  ? 

Each  loving  heartbeats  high  tor  glory. 
Oh  !  my  Jesus  is  my  choice. 

3.  Don't  you  see  the  saints  ascending?^ 
Heai  them  shouting  through  the  air  ? 

Jesus  smiling,  trumpets  sounding, 
Now  his  glory  they  shall  share. 

4.  Don't  you  see  the  heav'ns  open, 
And  the  saints  in  glory  there  ? 

Shouts  of  triumph  bursting  round  you, 
Glory,  glory,  glory  here  ! 

5.  Come  backsliders,  tho'  you've  pierc'd  him, 
And  have  caus'd  his  church  to  mourn  ; 

Yet  you  may  regain  free  pardon, 
If  "you  will  to  nim  return. 

6.  Now  behold  each  loving  spirit, 
Shout  the  praise  of  his  near  name  ; 

View  the  smiles  of  their  dear  Jesus, 
While  his  presence  feeds  the  flame. 

7.  There  we'll  range  the  fields  of  pleasure* 
By  our  dear  Redeemer's  side  : 

Shouting  glory,  glory,  glory, 
While  eternal  ages  glide". 

HYMN  17.  P.  If. 

1.  THROUGHOUT  the   Saviour's  life  we 

trace, 
Nothing  but  shame  and  deep  distress. 

No  period  else  is  seen  ; 
'Till  he  a  spotless  victim  fell, 
Tasting,  in  soul,  a  painful  hell, 

Caus'd  by  the  creature's  sic. 


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2.  On  the  cold  ground  methinks  I  sec 
My  Saviour  kneel  and  pray  for  rne  ; 

For  this  I  him  adore  ; 
Seiz'd  with  a  chilly  sweat  throughout, 
Blood  drops  did  force  their  passage  out 

Through  every  opening  pore. 

3.  The  piercing  thorns  his  temples  bore, 
His  back  with  lashes  all  was  tore, 

'Till  thou  the  bones  might  see ; 
Mocking,  they  push'd  him  here  and  there* 
Marking  his  vyay  with  blood  and  tears, 

PAess'd  by  the  heavy  tree. 

4.  Thus  up  the  hill  he  painful  came, 

Round   him  they  mocked   and  made   their 
game, 

At  length  his  cross  they  rear. 
And  can  you  see  the  mighty  God, 
Cry  out  beneath  sin's  heavy  load, 

Without  one  thankful  tear? 

5.  Thus  veiled  in  humanity, 

He  dies  in  anguish  on  the  tree  ; 

What  tongue  his  grief  can  tell  ? 
The  shudd'ring  rocks  their  heads  recline, 
The  morning  sun  refus'd  to  shine, 

When  the  Redeemer  fell. 

6.  Shout,  brethren,  shout  in  songs  divine, 
He  drank  the  gall  to  give  us  wine, 

To  quench  our  parching  thirst : 
Seraphs  advance  your  voices  higher, 
Bride  of  the  Lamb  unite  the  choir, 

And  laud  the  precious  Christ. 


HYMN  18.  P.  M. 

1.  LISTED  into  the  cause  of  sin. 
Whv  should  a  good  be  evil  ? 


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Mutic,  alas,  too  long  has  beea 

Press'd  to  obey  the  devil : 
Drunken  or  lewd,  or  light,  the  lay, 

Flows  to  the  soul's  undoing  : 
Widens  and  strews  with  flowers  the  way, 

Down  to  our  utter  ruin. 

2.  Who  on  the  part  of  God  will  rise  ? 
Innocent  sounds  recover  : 

Fly  on  the  prey,  and  seize  the  prize, 

Plunder  the  carnal  lover  ; 
Strip  him  of  ev'ry  moving  strain, 

Ev'ry  melting  measure  ; 
Music  in  virtue's  cause  retain, 

Rescue  the  holy  pleasure. 

3.  Come,  let  us  try  if  Jesu's  love, 
Will  not  as  well  inspire  us  ; 

This  is  the  theme  of  those  above, 
This  upon  earth  shall  fire  us  : 

Try  if  your  hearts  are  tun'd  to  sing  • 
Is  there  a  subject  greater  ? 

Harmony  all  its  strains  may  bring, 
Jesus's  name  is  sweeter. 

4.  Jesus  the  soul  of  music  is, 
His  is  the  noblest  passion ; 

Jesus's  name  is  life  and  peace, 

Happiness  and  salvation. 
Jesus's  name  the  dead  can  raise, 

Show  us  our  sins  forgiven  : 
Fill  us  with  all  the  life  of  grace, 

Carry  us  up  to  heaven. 

5.  Who  have  a  right  like  us  to  sing  ? 
Us  whom  his  mercy  raises  ? 

Cheerful  our  hearts  *for  Christ  is  king, 

Joyful  are  all  our  faces. 
Who  of  his  perfect  love  partakes, 

He  evermore  rejoices : 
Melody  in  our  hearts  we  make, 

$Jelody  with  our  voices. 

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6.  He  that  a  sprinkled  conscience  hath^ 
He  that  in  God  is  merry, 

Let  him  sing  psalms  the  Spirit  saith, 

Joyful  and  never  weary  ; 
Offer  the  sacrifice  of  praise, 

In  spirit  never  ceasing  ; 
Spiritual  songs  and  anthems  raise, 

Worship  and  thanks  and  blessing,. 

7.  Then  let  in  us  his  praises  join 
Triumph  in  his  salvation  ; 

Glory  ascribe  to  love  divine, 

Worship  and  adoration. 
Heaven  already  is  begun, 

Open'd  in  each  believer  ; 
Only  believe,  and  then  sing  on.. 

Heaven  is  ours  for  ever. 


HYMN  19.  P.  M, 

1.  JESUS,  at  thy  command, 
I  launch  into  the  deep, 

And  leave  my  native  land, 

Where  sin  lulls  all  asleep  : 
For  thee  I  would  the  world  resign, 
And  sail  to  heaven  with  thee  and  thin? 

2.  Thou  art  my  pilot— wise, 
My  compass  is  thy  word  : 

My  soul  each  storm  defies, 

While  I  have  such  a  Lord  : 
I'll  trust  thy  faithfulness  and  power? 

To  save  ine  in  the  trying  hour. 

3.  Though  rocks  and  quicksands  deep, 
Through  all  my  passage  lie, 

Yet  Chiist  will  safely  keep, 

And  guard  me  with  his  eye  : 
My  anchor,  hope,  will  firm  abide, 
And  ev'ry  boisterous  storm  outride* 


4.  When  e'er  becalnvd  I  lie, 
And  storms  forbear  to  toss, 

Be  thou,  dear  Lord,  still  nigh, 

Lest  I  should  suffer  loss  : 
For  more  the  treacherous  calm  I  dread. 
Than  tempests  bursting  o'er  my  head. ' 

5.  By  faith  I  see  the  land, 
The  port  of  endless  rest ; 

My  soul,  thy  sails  expand, 
And  fly  to  Jesu's  breast: 
Ojnay  I  gain  the  heavenly  shore, 
Where  winds  and  waves 'disturb  no  more*. 

6.  Gome,  Holy  Ghost,  and  blow 

rosperous  gale  of  grace  : 
W  art  me  from  all  below," 

To  heaven  my  destin'd  place: 
There  in  full  sail,  mv  port  I'll  find, 
And  leave  the  world*  and  sin  behind. 


HYMN  20.  P.  If. 

1.  THE  voice  of  free  grace 

Cries  escape  to  the  mountain, 
For  A   am's  lost  race, 

Christ  hath  open'd  a  fountain  : 
For  sin  and  transgression 

Ana  ev'ry  pollution, 
His  blood  flows  most  freely 

In  streams  of  ablution. 

chorus. 

Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb 

Whi i  has  purchased  our  pardon; 

ill  praise  him  again 
e  pass  over  Jordan. 


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2.  That  fountain  so  clear, 

In  which  all  may  find  pardon, 
From  Jesus's  side 

Flows  plenteous  redemption : 
Though  your  sins  were  increased 

As  high  as  a  mountain, 
His  blood  it  flows  freely  : 

O  come  to  this  fountain. 

Hallelujah,  tyc. 

3.  Blest  Jesus  ride  on, 
Thy  kingdom  is  glorious, 

O'er  sin,  death,  and  hell, 
Thou  wilt  make  us  victorious. 

Thy  name  shall  be  prais'd 
In  the  great  congregation. 

And  saints  shall  delight 
In  ascribing  salvation. 

Hallelujah,  yc. 

•4.  When  on  Zion  we  stand, 

Having  gain'd  the  blest  shore, 
With  our  harps  in  our  hands, 

We  will  praise  him  evermore  j 
We'll  range  the  blest  fields, 

X)n  the  banks  of  the  river, 
And  sing  hallelujahs 

For  ever  and  ever. 

Hallelujah,  tfC. 

HYMN  21.  P.  M. 

I.  YE  jewels  of  my  master, 

Who  shine  with  heavenly  rays. 
Amidst  the  beams  of  glory 

Reflect  immortal  blaze. 
Ye  diamonds  of  beauty. 

With  pleasing  lustre  crown'd, 
Of  heavenly  extraction, 

To  Zion's  city  bound. 


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2.  Ye  lambs  of  my  redeemer, 
The  purchase  of  his  blood, 

Who  feed  among  the  lilies, 
Beside  the  purple  flood  ; 

Go  on,  ye  happy  pilgrims, 
Your 'journey  still  pursue, 

And  at  an  humble  distance 
I'll  sing  and  follow  too. 

3.  When  I  behold  your  order, 
And  harmony  of  soul, 

And  heard  divinest  numbers 

In  pure  devotion  roll, 
And  gems  immortal  glowing 

With  such  enlivening  grace, 
I  view'd  the  Saviour's  image 

Imprest  on  every  face. 

4.  Speak  often  to  each  other, 
To  cheer  the  fainting  mind, 

And  often  be  your  voices 
In  pure  devotion  joined  ; 

Though  trials  may  await  vou, 
The  crown  before  you  lies  ; 

Take  courage,  brother  pilgrims, 
And  soon  you'll  win  tjie  prize. 

5.  Ye  shall  be  mine,  says  Jesus, 
In  that  auspicious  day, 

"When  I  make  up  my  je'wels, 
Releas'd  from  cumberous  clay. 

He'll  polish  and  refine  you 
From  worthless  dross  and  tin, 

And  to  his  heavenly  kingdom 
Will  bid  you  enter  in. 

6.  On  that  important  morning, 

\Y   en  bursting  thunders  sound, 
And  nimble  light'nmgs  waving, 
Shall  wing  the  gloom  profound, 


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Lift  up  your  heads  rejoicing-, 
And  clap  your  joyful  hands* 

Lo  !  you're  redeem'd  for  ever 
From  death's  corrupted  bands. 

7.  As  Aaron,  with  his  girdle 

In  shining  jewels  drest, 
Bore  all  the  tribes  of  Israel 

Inscribed  upon  his  breast, 
So  will  the  priests  of  Zion, 

Before  the  father's  throne 
Present  the  heirs  of  glory, 

And  God  their  kindred  own. 

S.  The  golden  bell  will  echo 

Around  the  sacred  hill ; 
And  sweet  immortal  anthems, 

The  vocal  regions  fill ; 
In  everlasting  beauty 

The  shining  millions  stand, 
Safe  on  the  rock  of  ages, 

Amid  the  promis'd  land. 

9.  We'll  range  the  wide  dominion 

Of  our  Redeemer  round, 
And  in  dissolving  raptures 

Be  lost  in  lpve  profound  : 
While  all  the  flaming  harpers 

Begin  the  lasting  song, 
With  hallelujahs  rolling 

From  the  unnumber'3  throng. 

HYMN  22.  P.  AL 

1.  BURST,  ye  emerald  gates,  and  bring 

I  o  my  raptur'd  vision, 
All  the  ecstatic  jovs  that  sprino- 

Round  the  bright  Elysian:    *" 
Lo!  we  lift  our  longing  eyes, 
Break,  ye  intervening  skies ; 


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Sons  of  righteousness  arise, 
Ope  the  gates  of  paradise. 

2.  Floods  of  everlasting  light, 
Freely  flash  before  him : 

Myriads  with  supreme  delight, 

Instantly  adore  him; 
Angelic  trumps  resound  his  famer 
Lutes  of  lucid  gold  proclaim 
All  the  music  of  his  name  ; 
Heaven  echoing  the  theme. 

3.  Four  and  twenty  elders  rise 
From  their  princely  station; 

Shout  his  glorious  victories, 
Sing  the  great  salvation  ; 
Cast  tneir  crowns  before  his  throne. 
Cry  in  reverential  tone, 
Gibrv  be  to  God  alone, 
Holy!  Holy!  Holy  One  ! 

4.  Hark  !  the  thrilling  symphonies. 
Seem,  methinks,  to  seize  us ; 

Join  we  to  the  holy  lays- 
Jesus — Jesus — Jesus ! 
Sweetest  sound  in  seraph's  song, 
Sweetest  note  on  mortal's  tongue. 
Sweetest  carol  ever  sung — 
Jesus— Jesus  flow  along. 

HYMN  23.  P.  H. 

1.  COME  and  taste  along  with  me, 
Consolation  running  free; 

From  my  Father's  wealthy  throne, 
Sweeter  than  the  honey  comb. 

2.  Why  should  Christians  feast  alone, 
Two  are  better  far  than  one, 

The  more  that  come  with  free  good  will, 
Makes  the  banquet  sweeter  still. 


3.  Now  I  go  to  heaven's  door\ 
Asking  for  a  little  more, 
Jesus  gives  a  double  share, 
Calling  me  his  chosen  heir. 

U  Goodness  running  like  a  streaa. 
Through  the  new  Jerusalem  ; 
By  its  constant  breaking  forth, 
Sweetens  earth  and  heaven  both, 

5.  Saints  in  glory  sing  aloud, 
When  they  see  an  heir  of  God,, 
Coming  in  at  heaven's  door, 
Making  up  the  numbers  more. 

G.  Heav'n  here  and  heav'n  there, 
Comforts  flowing  every  where, 
This  I  boldly  can  attest, 
That  my  soul  has  got  a  taste. 

7.  Now  I  go  rejoicing  home, 
From  the  banquet  of  perfume  ; 
Gleaning  manna  on  the  road, 
Dropping  from  the  mount  of  God. 


HYMN  24.  L.  M. 

1.  OH  !  give  me,  Lord,  my  sins  to  mour^ 
My  sins  which  have  thv  body  torn  ; 
Give  me,  with  broken  heart,  to  see 
Thy  last  tremendous  agony. 

2.  O  could  I  gain  the  mountain's  height, 
And  gaze  upon  the  wond'rous  sight : 
O  that  wTith  Salem's  daughters,  I 
Could  stand  and  see  my  Saviour  die. 

3.  I'd  hang  around  his  feet,  and  cry, 
Ijord,  save  a  soul  condemn'd  to  die ; 
And  let  a  wretch  come  near  thy  throne, 
To  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

4.  Father  of  mercy,  drop  thy  frown, 
And  give  me  shelter  in  thy  Son ; 


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And  with  my  broken  heart  comply 
O  give  me  Jesus  or  I  die. 

5.  O  Lord,  deny  me  what  thou  wilt, 
If  thou  wilt  ease  me  of  my  guilt ; 
Good  Lord,  in  mercy  hear  me  cry. 
And  give  me  Jesus  or  I  die. 

6.  O  save  mv  soul  from  gaping  hell, 
Or  else  with  devils  I  must  dwell ; 
Oh,  might  I  enter,  now  I'm  come, 
Lord  Jesus  save  me  or  I'm  gone. 

HYMN  25.  P.  ML 

1.  O  WHEN  shall  I  see  Jesus, 
And  dwell  with  him  above, 

To  drink  the  flowing  fountains, 

Of  everlasting  love  ? 
When  shall  I  be  deliver'd, 

From  this  vain  world  of  sin, 
And  with  mv  blessed  Jesus 

Drink  endless  pleasures  in? 

2.  But  now  I  am  a  soldier, 
My  captain's  gone  before, 

He's  given  me  my  orders, 
And  tells  me  not  to  fear  ; 

And  if  I  hold  out  faithful, 
A  crown  of  life  he'll  give, 

And  all  his  valiant  soldiers 
Eternal  life  shall  have. 

3.  Through  orraee,  I  am  determin'3 
To  conquer  though  I  die, 

And  then  awav  to  Jesus, 
On  wings  of  love  I'll  fly : 

Farewell  to  sin  and  sorrow, 
I  bid  them  all  adieu, 

And  you  my  friends,  prove  faiihfiak 
And  on  your  way  pursue. 


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4.  And  if  you  meet  with  troubles. 
And  trials  on  the  way, 

Then  cast  your  care  on  Jesus, 
And  don't  forget  to  pray. 

Gird  on  the  heavenly  armour 
Of  faith,  and  hope,  and  love, 

And  when  your  race  is  ended 
You'll  reign  with  him  above. 

5.  O  do  not  be  discourag'd, 
For  Jesus  is  your  friend, 

And  if  you  lack  for  knowledge, 
He'll  not  refuse  to  lend  : 

Neither  will  he  upbraid  you, 
Though  often  you  request ; 

He'll  give  you  grace  to  conquer, 
And  take  you  home  to  rest. 

HYMN  26.  P.  M. 

Description  of  ChrisU 

1.  O  THOU,  in  whose  presence 
My  soul  takes  delight, 

On  whom  in  affliction  I  call 

My  comfort  by  day, 

And  my  song  in  the  night, 
My  hope,  my  salvation,  my  all. 

2.  Where  dost  thou  at  noon-tide 
Resort  with  thy  sheep, 

To  feed  on  the  pastures  of  love? 

For  why  in  the  valley 

Of  death  should  I  weep, 
Or  alone  in  the  wilderness  rove* 

3.  O  why  should  I  wander 
An  alien  from  thee, 

And  cry  in  the  desert  for  bread : 
Thy  foes  will  rejoice, 
When  my  sorrows  they  see, 

And  smile  at  the  tears  I  have  shed. 


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4.  Ye  daughters  of  Zion, 
Declare,  have  you  seen 

The  star  that  on 'Israel  shone  ? 

Say  if  in  your  tents 

My  Beloved  has  been, 
And  where  with  his  flocks  he  is  gone  ? 

5.  This  is  my  Beloved, 
His  form  is  divine, 

His  vestments  shed  odours  around ; 

The  locks  on  his  head 

Are  as  grapes  on  the  vine, 
When  autumn  with  plenty  is  crown'd. 

6.  The  roses  of  Sharon, 
The  lilies  that  grow, 

In  the  vales,  on  the  banks  of  the  streams^ 

On  his  cheek  in  the  beauty 

Of  excellence  blow — 
And  his  eyes  are  as  quivers  of  beams. 

7.  His  voice,  as  the  sound 
Of  the  dulcimer  sweet, 

Is  heard  through  the  shadow  of  death  \ 

The  cedars  of  Lebanon 

Bow  at  his  feet, 
The  air  is  perfum'd  with  his  breath. 

9.  His  lips  as  a  fountain 

Of  righteousness  flow, 
That  waters  the  garden  of  grace, 

From  which  their  salvation 

The  Gentiles  shall  know, 
And  bask  in  the  smiles  of  his  face. 

9.  Love  sits  in  his  eye-lids, 

And  scatters  delight 
Thro'  all  the  bright  mansions  on  high : 

Their  faces  the  cherubims 

Veil  in  his  sight, 
And  tremble  with  fulness  of  joy 


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10.  He  looks,  and  ten  thousand 

Of  angels  rejoice, 
And  myriads  wait  for  his  word ; 

He  speaks,  and  eternity 

Fill'd  with  his  voice, 
Re-echoes  the  praise  of  the  Lord. 

Second  Part 

1.  HIS  vestments  of  righteousness 
Who  shall  describe  ! 

Its  purity  words  would  defile. 

The  heav'ns  from  his  presence 

Fresh  beauties  imbibe, 
And  earth  is  made  rich  by  his  smile, 

2.  Such  is  my  beloved, 
In  excellence  bright, 

When  pleas'd  he  looks  down  from  above- 
Like  the  morn  when  he  breathes 
From  the  chambers  of  light, 

And  comforts  his  people  with  love. 

3.  But  when  arm'd  with  vengeance, 
In  terror  he  comes, 

The  nations  rebellious  to  tame, 

The  reins  of  omnipotent 

Power  he  assumes, 
And  rides  in  a  chariot  of  flame. 

4.  A  two-edged  sword 

From  his  mouth  issues  forth, 
Bright  quivers  of  fire  are  his  eyes  \ 

He  speaks,  and  black  tempests 

Are  seen  in  the  north, 
And  storms  from  their  caverns  arise. 

5.  Ten  thousand  destructions, 
That  wait  for  his  word, 

And  ride  on  the  wings  of  his  breath, 


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Ply  swift  as  the  wind 
At  the  nod  of  their  Lord, 
And  deal  out  the  arrows  of  death. 

6.  His  cloud-burstmg  thunders 
Their  voices  resound, 

Through  all  the  vast  regions  on  high  ; 

'Till  from  the  deep  centre 

Loud  echoes  rebound, 
And  meet  the  quick  flame  in  the  sky. 

7.  The  portals  of  heav'n 
At  his  bidding  obey, 

And  expand  ere  his  banner  appear ; 
Earth  trembles  beneath, 
'Till  her  mountains  give  way, 

And  hell  shakes  her  fetters  with  fear. 

3.  When  he  treads  on  the  clouds, 

As  the  dust  of  his  feet, 
And  grasps  the  big  storm  in  his  hand., 

What  eye  the  fierce  glance, 

Of  his  anger  shall  meet, 
Or  who  in  his  presence  shall  stand. 


HYMN  27.  L.  M. 

1.  O  GOD,  my  heart  with  love  inflame, 
That  I  may  in  thy  holy  name, 
Aloud  in  songs  of  praise  rejoice, 
While  I  have^  breath  to  raise  my  voice  ; 
Then  I  will  shout,  then  I  will  sing, 
And  make  the  heavenly  arches  ring  ; 
I'll  sing  and  shout  for  evermore, 

On  that  eternal,  happy  shore. 

2.  O  hope  of  glory,  Jesus,  come  ? 

And  make  my  heart  thy  constant  home ; 
For  the  small  remnant  of  my  davs 
I  want  to  sing  and  shoot  thy  praise. 


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(d  give  me,  Lord,  a  heart  to  pray, 
And  live  rejoicing  ev'ry  day  ; 
To  give  thee  thanks  in  ev'ry  thing, 
Andsing  and  shout,  and  shout  and  sing. 

3.  When  on  my  dying  bed  I  lay, 

Lord  give  me  strength  to  shout  and  pray  •:. 

And  praise  thee  witn  my  latest  breath, 

Until  my  voice  is  lost  in  death. 

Then,  brethren,  sisters,  shouting  come, 

My  body  follow  to  the  tomb  : 

And  as  you  march  the  solemn  road, 

Loud  sing  and  shout  the  praise  of  God, 

4.  Then  you  below,  and  I  above, 

We'll  shout  and  praise  the  God  we  love, 
Until  the  great  tremendous  day, 
When  Gabriel's  trump  shall  wake  our  clay ;'• 
Then  from  our  dusty  beds  we'll  spring, 
And  shout,  O  Death  where  is  thy  sting  ! 

0  Grave,  where  is  thy  victory  ! 
We'll  shout  to  all  eternity. 

5.  Our  race  is  run,  we've  gain'd  the  prize, 
Then  shall  the  sov'reign  of  the  skies, 
With  smiles  unto  his  children  say, 
Come  reign  with  me  in  endless  day; 
Then  on  that  happy,  happy  shore, 
We'll  shout  and  sing  our  sufPrings  o'er, 
We'll  sing  and  shout,  and  shout  and  sing} 
And  make  the  heavenly  arches  ring. 

HYMN  28.  L.  M. 

1.  THIS  life's  a  dream,  an  empty  show, 
But  the  bright  world  to  whicjj  I  go, 
Hath  joys  substantial  and  sincere , 
When  shall  I  wake  and  find  me  there  ? 

2.  O  glorious  hour  !  O  blest  abode  ! 

1  shall  he  near,  and  like  my  God  ! 


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And  flesh  and  sin  no  more  control 
The  sacred  pleasures  of  the  soul. 

3.  My  flesh  shall  slumber  in  the  ground, 
Till  the  last  trumpet's  joyful  sound  : 
Then  burst  the  chains  with  sweet  surprise, 
And  in  my  Saviour's  image  rise. 

HYMN  29.  C.  Iff. 

1.  FROM  all  that's  mortal  all  that's  vain. 

And  from  this  earthly  clod, 
Arise,  mv  soul,  and  strive  to  gain 

Some  fellowship  with  God." 

*2.  Say,  what  is  there  below  the  sky, 

Or  all  the  paths  thou'st  trod, 
Can  suit  thy  wishes  or  thy  joys, 

Like  fellowship  with  Gou  ? 

3.  Not  life  nor  all  the  toys  of  art, 

Nor  pleasure's  flow'ry  road, 
Can  to  my  soul  such  bliss  impart 

As  fellowship  with  God. 

A,  Not  health  nor  friendship  here  below, 

Nor  wealth,  that  golden  load, 
Can  such  delights  and  comforts  show 

As  fellowship  with  God. 

5.  When  I  in  love  am  made  to  bear 
Affliction's  needful  rod, 

Lij^ht,  sweet,  and  kind  the  strokes  appear, 
Through  fellowship  with  God. 

6.  In  fierce  temptation's  fiery  blast, 
And  dark  distraction's  road, 

I'm  happy,  if  I  can  but  taste 
Some  fellowship  with  God. 


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7.  And  when  the  icy  arms  of  death, 
Shall  chill  my  flowing  blood, 

With  joy  I'll  yield  my  latest  breath, 
In  fellowship  with  God. 

8.  When  I  at  last  to  heav'n  ascend, 
And  gain  that  blest  abode  : 

There  an  eternity  I'll  spend 
In  fellowship  with  God. 


HYMN  30.  P.  M. 

1.  THERE  is  a  land  of  pleasure, 
Where  streams  of  joy  for  ever  roll, 

?Tis  there  I  have  my  treasure, 
And  there  I  hope  to  rest  my  soul. 

Long  darkness  dwelt  around  me, 
With  scarcely  once  a  cheering  ray  ; 

But  since  my  Saviour  found  me, 
A  light  has  shone  along  my  way. 

2.  My  way  is  full  of  danger, 

But  it's  the  path  that  leads  to  God  ; 
Then,  like  a  valiant  soldier, 

I'll  dauntless  keep  the  happy  road. 
Now  I  must  gird  my  sword  on, 

My  helmet,  breast-plate,  and  my  shield 
And  fight  the  host  of  Satan, 

Until  I  gain  the  heav'nly  field. 

3.  I'm  on  my  way  to  Canaan, 

Still  guarded  by  my  Saviour's  hand ; 
O  come  along,  dear  sinner, 

And  see  Immanuel's  happy  land. 
To  all  that  stay  behind  me, 

I  bid  a  long  ;  a  long  farewell ! 
©  come,  or  you'll  repent  it, 

When  you  do  reach  the  gates  of  helj. 


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4.  The  vale  of  tears  surround  me, 
And  Jordan's  current  rolls  before, 

O  how  I  stand  and  tremble 
To  hear  the  dismal  waters  roar  ! 

Whose  hand  shall  then  support  me, 
And  keep  my  soul  from  sinking  there  : 

From  sinking  down  to  darkness, 
And  to  the  regions  of  despair. 

5.  The  waves  shall  not  affright  me, 
Although  they're  deeper  than  the  grave, 

If  Jesus  will  stand  bv  me, 

I'll  camly  ride  on  Jordan's  waves  : 

His  word  has  calm'd  the  ocean, 

His  lamp  has  cheer'd  the  gloomy  vale  : 

0  may  this  friend  be  with  me, 

When  through  the  gates  of  death  I  sai]. 

t>.  Then  come,  thou  king  of  terror, 
And  with  thy  weapons  lay  me  low  ! 

1  soon  shall  reach  that  region, 
Where  everlasting  pleasures  flow  : 

Now.  Christians  I  must  leave  you, 
A  few  more  davs  to  suffer  here  : 

Through  grace  Tsoon  shall  meet  vou>^ 
My  soul  exults— I'm  almost  there. 

-7.  Soon  the  archangel's  trumpet 

Shall  shake  the  globe  from  pole  to  pole, 

And  all  the  wheels  of  nature 
Shall  in  a  moment  cease  to  roll. 

Then  I  shall  see  my  Saviour, 
_     With  shining  ranks  of  angels  come, 

-To  execute  his  vengeance. 

And  take  his  ransom'd  people  home. 

HYMN  31.  P.  M. 

1.  JERUSALEM,  m?  happy  home. 
O  how  I  long  for  thee  ! 


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When  will  my  sorrows  have  an  end  ? 

Thy  joys  when  shall  I  see  ? 
2.  Thy  walls  are  all  of  precious  stone, 

Most  glorious  to  behold  ; 
Thy  gates  are  richly  set  with  pearl, 

Thy  streets  are  pavM  with  gold. 
i.  Thy  garden  and  thy  pleasant  walks, 

My  study  long  have  been  ; 
Such  dazzling  views  by  human  sight, 

Has  never  yet  been  seen. 

4.  If  heaven  be  thus  glorious,  Lord, 
Why  should  I  stay  from  thence  ? 

What  folly's  this  that  I  should  dread 
To  die  and  go  from  hence  ? 

5.  Reach  down,  O  Lord,  thy  arm  of  grace, 
And  cause  me  to  ascend, 

Where  congregations  ne'er  break  up, 
And  sabbaths  never  end. 

6.  Jesus,  my  Lord,  to  glory's  gone, 
Him  will  I  go  and  see  ; 

And  all  my  brethren  here  below, 
Will  soon  come  after  me. 

7.  My  friends,  I  bid  you  all  adieu, 
I  leave  you  in  God's  care  ; 

And  if  I  never  more  see  you, 
Go  on,  I'll  meet  you  there. 

8.  When  we've   been    there  ten  thousand 

years, 
Bright  shining  as  the  sun, 
We've  no  less  days  to  sing  God's  praise 
Than  when  we  first  begun. 


HYMN  32.  L.  M. 

1.  FAREWELL, dear  friends,  I  must  be  gone, 
I  have  no  home  *r  stay  with  you  ; 


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ril  take  my  staff  and  travel  on, 
'Till  I  a  better  world  do  view  ; 

Fa  re  well,  fa  re  wc  11.  fa  re  u 
My  loving  frie n dsfa re wt U. 
Farewell,  my  friends,  time  rolls  along, 
Nor  wait  for  mortals,  care  or  bliss, 
I  leave  you  here,  and  travel  on, 
'Till  I  arrive  where  Jesus  is. 

Farewell,  fyc. 

3.  Farewell,  my  brethren  in  the  Lord, 
To  you  I'm  bound  in  cords  of  love  ; 

Yet  we  believe  his  gracious  word, 
That  soon  we  all  shall  meet  above. 

Farewell,  fyc. 

4.  Farewell,  old  soldiers  of  the  cross, 
You've  struggled  long  and  hard  for  heav'n : 

You've  counted" all  things  here  but  dross, 
Fight  on,  the  crown  shall  soon  be  giv'n. 

Farewell,  fyc. 

5.  Farewell,  ye  blooming  sons  of  God, 
Sore  conflicts  yet  await  for  you  : 

Yet  dauntless  keep  the  heavenly  road, 
'Till  Canaan's  happy  land  you  view. 

Fight  on, fight  on, fight  on, 
The  crown  shall  soon  be  gtv'n. 

6.  Farewell  poor  careless  sinners  too, 

It  grieves  my  heart  to  leave  you  here, 
Eternal  vengeance  waits  for  you  ; 
O  turn,  and  find  salvation  near. 

O  turn.  O  turn,  O  turn, 
And  find  salvation  near. 

HYMN  33.  P.  M. 

1.  THE  Lord's  into  his  garden  come, 

The  spices  yield  a  rich  perfume, 

The  lilies  grow  and  thrive  : 


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Refreshing  showers  of  grace  divine? 
From  Jesus  flow  to  every  vine, 
And  makes  the  dead  revive. 

2.  O  that  this  dry  and  barren  ground 
In  springs  of  water  may  abound, 

A  fruitful  soil  become  ; 
The  desert  blossom  as  the  rose, 
When  Jesus  conquers  all  his  foes', 

And  makes  his  people  one. 

3.  The  glorious  time  is  coming  on, 
The  gracious  work  is  now  hegun, 

My  soul  a  witness  is  ; 
I  taste  and  see  the  pardon  free 
For  all  mankind  as  well  as  me  ; 

Who  come  to  Christ  may  live. 

4.  The  worst  of  sinners  here  may  find 
A  Saviour  merciful  and  kind, 

Who  will  them  all  receive  ; 
None  are  too  vile  who  will  repent, 
Out  of  one  sinner  legions  went, 

The  Lord  did  him  relieve. 

5.  Come  brethren  dear,  who  know  the  Lord, 
And  taste  the  sweetness  of  his  word, 

In  Jesu's  way  go  on  : 
Our  troubles  and  our  trials  here, 
Will  only  make  us  richer  there, 

When  we  arrive  at  home. 

6.  We  feel  that  heav'n  is  now  begun, 
It  issues  from  the  sparkling  throne, 

From  Jesu's  throne  on  high  : 
It  comes  in  floods,  we  can't  contain, 
We  drink,  and  drink,  and  drink  agaitt, 

And  yet  we  still  are  dry. 


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.  But  when  we  come  to  dwell  above. 
And  all  surround  the  throne  of  love? 

We'll  drink  a  full  supply  : 
Jesus  will  lead  his  armies  through, 
To  living  fountains  where  they  now, 

That  never  will  run  dry. 

8.  'Tis  there  we'll  reign,  and  shout,  and  sin£, 
And  make  the  upper  regions  ring, 

When  all  the  saints  get  home  : 
Come  on,  come  on,  my  Drethren  dear, 
Soon  we  shall  meet  together  there, 

For  Jesus  bids  us  come. 

.  Amen,  amen,  my  soul  replies, 
I'm  bound  to  meet  you  in  the  skies, 

And  claim  my  mansion  there  : 
Now  here's  my  heart,  and  here's  my  hand, 
To  meet  you  in  that  heav'nly  land, 

Where  we  shall  part  no  more. 


HYMN  34.  P.  M. 

t  AWAK'D  by  Sina's  awful  sound, 
My  soul  in  guilt  and  thrall  I  found, 

I  knew^not  what  to  do  ; 
O'erwhelmed  with  guilt,  and  anguish  slain. 
The  sinner  must  beborn  again, 
Or  sink  in  endless  wo. 

%  Ama^'d  I  stood,  but  could  not  tell, 
Which  way  to  shun  the  gates  of  hell, 

For  death  and  hell  drew  near  ; 
I  strove  indeed,  but  strove  in  vain ; 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 
Still  sounded  in  my  ear. 

3.  Then  to  the  law  I  trembling  fled, 

It  pour'd  its  curses  on  my  head, 

I  no  relief  could  find  : 


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This  fearful  truth  I  found  remain, 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 
O'erwhelm'd  my  troubled  mind, 

4».  Again  did  Sina's  thunder  roll, 
And  guilt  lay  heavy  on  my  soul, 

A  vast  unwieldy  load: 
Alas  !  I  heard  and  found  it  plain, 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

Or  drink  the  wrath  of  God. 

5.  The  saints  I  heard  with  rapture  tell 
How  Jesus  conquer'd  death  and  hell, 

And  broke  the  fowler's  snare  ; 
But  when  I  found  this  truth  remain, 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

I  sunk  in  deep  despair. 

6.  While  thus  my  soul  in  anguish  lay, 
Jesus  of  Naz'reth  passed  that  way, 

I  felt  his  pity  move  : 
The  sinner  by  his  justice  slain, 
Now  by  his  grace  is  born  again, 

And  sings  redeeming  love. 

7.  To  heaven  the  jovful  tidings  flew, 
The  angels  tuned  their  harps  anew, 

And  loftier  sounds  cUd  raise  : 
All  hail  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain, 
Unnumber'd  millions  born  again, 

Shall  shout  thy  endless  praise. 


HYMN  &5.  L.  M. 

x  The  good  old  way. 

1.  LIFT  up  your  hearts,  Immanuel's  friencjsf, 
And  taste  the  pleasure  Jesus  sends  ; 
Let  nothing  cause  you  to  delay, 
But  hasten  on  the  good  old  way 


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CHORUS. 

And  Til  sing  hallelujah,      ■  . 

And  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 
And  Fusing  hallelujah, 

Tliere's  glory  beaming  thro'  the  ski}. 

2.  Our  conflicts  here,  though  great  they  be. 
Shall  not  prevent  our  victory  ; 

If  we  but  watch,  and  strive  and  pray, 
Like  soldiers  in  the  good  old  wav. 

And  III  sing,  tfh 

3.  O  good  old  way  !  how  sweet  thou  art? 
May  none  of  us  from  thee  depart, 
But  may  our  actions  always  say 
We're  marching  in  the  good  old  way. 

1     And  Pll  sing,  if  a 

4.  Though  Satan  may  his  powers  employ, 
Our  happiness  for  to  destroy, 

Yet  never  fear,  we'll  gain  the  day, 
And  shout  and  sing  the  good  old  way. 

And  Til  sing,  fyc 

:">.  And  when  on  Pisgah's  top  we  stand, 
And  view,  by  faith,  the  promis'd  land, 
Then  we  may  sing,  and  shout,  and  pray, 
And  march  alongfthe  good  old  wav. 

And  Til  sing,  Sf€: 

6.  Ye  valiant  souls  for  heaven  contend, 
Remember  glory's  at  the  end  ; 
Our  God  will  wipe  all  tears  away 
When  we  have  run  the  good  old  way. 

And  Pll  sing,  t{C* 

.  Then  far  beyond  this  mortal  shore, 
We'll  meet  with  those  who've  gone  before, 
And  shout  to  think  we've  ^ain'd  the  day, 
Bj  marching  in  the  good  old  way. 

JhutrUsingyifa 
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HYMN  36.  P.  M. 

1.  ©ARK  and  thorny  is  the  desert 
Through  which  pilgrims  make  their  way 

Yet  beyond  this  vale  of  sorrow, 

Lie  the  fields  of  endless  day  ; 
Fiends  loud  howling  through  the  desert 

Make  them  tremble  as  they  go, 
And  the  fiery  darts  of  Satan 

Often  bring  their  courage  low. 

2.  O  young  soldiers,  are  you  weary, 
Of  the  roughness  of  the  way  ; 

Does  your  strength  begin  to  fail  you, 

And  your  vigour  to  decay  ? 
Jesus,  Jesus,  will  go  with  you : 

He  will  lead  you  to  his  throne  ; 
He  who  dy'd  his  garments  for  you, 

And  the  wine-press  trod  alone. 

3.  He  whose  thunder  shakes  creation, 
He  who  bids  the  planets  roll : 

He  who  rides  upon  the  tempest, 

And  whose  sceptre  sways  the  whole : 

Round  him  are  ten  thousand  angels, 
Ready  to  obey  command, 

They  are  always  hov'ring  round  you, 
'Till  you  reach  the  heavenly  land. 

4.  There  on  flow'ry  hills  of  pleasure, 
Lie  the  fields  of  endless  rest ; 

Love,  and  joy,  and  peace  for  ever 
Reign  and  triumph  in  your  breast, 

Who  can  paint  the  scenes  of  glory 
Where  the  ransom'd  dwell  on  high  ; 

They  on  golden  harps  for  ever 

Sound  redemption  through  the  sky  ! 

5.  There's  a  million  of  flaming  seraphs 
Who  fly  across  the  heav'nly  plain, 


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Where  they  sing  immortal  praises  ; 

Glorvj  glory,  is  their  strain. 
But  methinks  a  sweeter  concert, 

Makes  the  heav'nly  arches  ring  : 
Ami  the  song  is  heard  in  Zion, 

Which  the  angels  cannot  sing. 

O  their  crowns  !  how  bright  they  sparkle. 

Such  as  monarchs  never  wore  ; 
They  are  gone  to  richer  pastures, 

Jesus  is  their  shepherd  there. 
Hail !  ye  happy,  happy  spirits, 

Death  no  more  shail  make  you  fear, 
Grief  or  sorrow,  pain  or  anguish, 

Shall  no  more  distress  you  there. 

HYMN  ST.  L.  M. 

1.  JESUS  !  and  shall  it  ever  be 

A  mortal  man  ashanvd  of  thee  ! 
Asham'd  of  thee,  whom  angels  praise, 
Whose  glories  shine  through  endless  days. 

2.  Asham'd  of  Jesus  !  sooner  far 
Let  evening  blush  to  own  a  star  ; 
He  sheds  the  beams  of  light  divine 
O'er  this  benighted  soul  of  mine. 

3.  Asham'd  of  Jesus  !  just  as  soon 
Let  midnight  be  asham'd  of  noon ; 
'Tis  midnight  with  my  soul  till  he, 
Bright  Morning  Star,  bids  darkness  flee. 

4.  Asham'd  of  Jesus  !  that  dear  friend 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heav'n  depend ! 
No,  when  I  blush— be  this  my  shame 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 

5.  Asham'd  of  Jesus  !  ves,  I  may 
When  I've  no  guilt  to  wash  away, 


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No  tears  to  wipe,  no  good  to  crave, 
No  fears  to  quell,  no  soul  to  save. 

f>.  'Till  then—nor  is  my  boasting;  vain, 
'Till  then  I  boast  a  Saviour  slain  ; 
And  O  may  this  my  glory  be, 
That  Christ  is  not  ashanrd  of  me. 

7.  His  institutions  I  will  prize, 

Take  up  my  cross— the  shame  despise. 
Dare  to  detend  his  noble  cause, 
And  yield  obedience  to  his  laws. 

HYMN  38.  L.  M. 

1.  THERE  is  a  heav'n  o'er  yonder  skies, 
A  heav'n  where  pleasure  never  dies, 
A  heav'n  I  sometimes  hope  to  see, 
But  fear  again  it's  not  for  me. 

But,  Jesus,  Jesus,  is  my  friend,  O  hallelujah 
Hallelujah,  Jesus,  Jesus,  is  my  friend. 

2.  The  way  is  difficult  and  straight, 
And  narrow  is  the  gospel  gate  ; 
Ten  thousand  dangers  are  therein, 
Ten  thousand  snares  to  take  me  in. 

But  Jesus,  fyc 

3.  I  travel  through  a  world  of  foes, 
Through  conflicts  sore  my  spirit  goes  ; 
The  tempter  cries,  I  ne'er  shall  stand, 
Nor  reach  fair  Canaan's  happy  land. 

But  Jesus,  fyc 

4.  The  way  of  dangers  I  am  in, 
Beset  with  devils,  men,  and  sin  ; 
But  in  this  way  thy  track  I  see, 

And  mark'd  with  blood  it  seems  to  be. 

Sweet  Jesus,  fyc 

&.  Come  life,  come  death,  come  then  what  will 
His  footsteps  I  will  follow  still ; 


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Through  dangers  thick  and  hell's  alarm?. 
I  shall  be  safe  in  his  dear  arms. 

O  Jesus,  S^c. 

6.  Then.  O  my  soul,  arise  and  sing, 

Yonder'a  thy  Saviour,  friend,  and  king, 
With  pleasing  smiles  he  now  looks  down, 
And  cries  ,;  press  on  and  here's  the  crown. 

O  Jesus,  $*c. 

7. "  Prove  faithful  then  a  few  more  days, 
e  ^rood  fight  ind  win  the  race, 
oul  with  me  shall  reign, 
j  head  a  crown  of  glory  gain." 

O  Jesus,  8fc. 

S.  My  flesh  shall  slumber  in  the  ground, 
'Till  the  last  joyful  trump  shall  sound, 
Then  burst  the  chains  with  sweet  surprise  ; 
And  in  my  Saviour's  image  rise. 

O  Jesus,  $-c. 

HYMN  39.  P.  M. 

1.  THE  wond'rous  love  of  Jesus, 
From  doubts  and  fears  it  frees  us, 

•  ng  love  he  sees  us, 

A  toiling  here  below  : 
Through  tribulation  driven, 
We'll  force  our  way  to  heaven  ; 
Through  consolation  given, 

Rejoicing  on  we'll  go. 

2.  Companions  now  distressed, 
By  Satan  sore  oppressed, 
Cheer  up,  you'll  be  relieved. 

Your  Captain's  gone  before  : 
In  every  trying:  hour, 
He'll  save  you  oy  his  power. 
And  bring  yon  safe  to  heaven  *, 

On  tfiat  eternal  shore. 


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3.  O  yonder  is  the  glory, 

It  lies  but  just  before  you, 
And  there  we'll  tell  the  story 

Of  all  redeeming  love  : 
And  there  we  shall  for  ever, 
Drink  of  that  flowing  river, 
And  ever,  ever,  ever, 

Surround  the  throne  of  love. 

4.  There  in  the  blooming  garden 
Of  Eden,  gam'd  by  pardon, 
Upon  the  banks  of  Jordan, 

We  will  worship  the  Lamb : 
We'll  sing  the  song  of  Moses, 
While  Jesus  he  composes 
A  song  that  never  closes, 

Of  pleasures  to  his  name. 

HYMN  40.  P.  M. 

1.  THE  reason  we  love  friendship 
We  will  deny  to  no  man, 

How  shall,  how  shall,  how  shall  we, 

Who  are  thus  form'd  for  happiness, 
E'er  slight  a  loving  Christian, 

Since  Jesus,  Jesus,  hath  died  on  the  tree, 
For  to  deliver  man, 

Prom  violence  and  treason  : 
That  we  might  love  each  other, 

And  seek  our  soul's  salvation. 
'Twas  love  that  mov'd  the  mighty  God 

For  to  redeem  the  nations, 
That  happy,  happy,  they  might  be. 

2.  On  the  feast  day  in  ancient  times 
Jesus  stood  thus  crying, 

Whoso  thirsteth,  let  ev'ry  man 
Come  unto  me  and  freely  drink, 

And  thus  be  sav'd  from  dying  : 
For  surely,  surely,  nothing  else  can 


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Quench  the  immortal  thirst 
That  in  your  heart  is  glowing  : 

Come  then  and  drink  the  streams  of  grace, 

I    Which  are  so  freely  flowing, 

Saving  drink,  my  love,  my  only  dove, 
For  you  it  is  a  flowing — 

Then  happy,  happy,  you  shall  be. 

Let  us,  who  have  begun  to  taste 

The  sweets  of  this  salvation, 
Follow  ;  follow,  let  us  follow  on  ; 

Believing  we  shall  overcome, 
Resisting  all  temptation  : 

Since  Jesus,  Jesus,  since  Jesus  the  Son, 
With  outstretched  arms, 

x\nd  voice  that's  so  inviting, 
To  purling  streams  of  purest  joys, 

Is  thus  our  souls  exciting, 
Let  us  impart  to  him  our  hearts, 

By  faith  and  love  uniting, 
Then  happy,  happy,  we  shall  be. 

HYMN  41.  P.  M. 

1.  COME  all  ye  weary  travellers, 
And  let  us  join  to  sing, 

The  everlasting  praises 
Of  Jesus  Christ,  our  king ; 

We've  had  a  tedious  journey, 
And  tiresome,  'tis  true  ; 

But  see  how  many  dangers 
The  Lord  has  brought  us  through. 

2.  At  first  when  Jesus  found  us, 
He  call'd  us  unto  him  ; 

And  pointed  out  the  danger 

Of  falling  into  sin  : 
The  world,  the  flesh,  and  Satan, 

Will  prove  a  fatal  snare, 


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Unless  we  do  reject  them, 
By  faith  and  humble  prayer. 

3.  But  by  our  disobedience, 
With  sorrow  we  confess, 

We've  had  too  long  to  wander 

In  a  dark  wilderness  ; 
Where  we  might  soon  have  fainted. 

In  that  enchanted  ground  ; 
But  now  and  then  a  cluster 

Of  pleasant  grapes  we  found. 

4.  The  pleasant  fruits  of  Canaan, 
Give  life,  and  joy,  and  peace  ; 

Revive  our  drooping  spirits, 
And  faith  and  love  increase  ; 

Confess  our  Lord  and  master, 
And  run  at  his  command  ; 

And  hasten  on  our  journey 
Unto  the  promis'd  land. 

o.  In  faith  and  hope,  and  patience, 

We  now  are  going  on, 
The  pleasant  way  to  Canaan, 

Wnere  Jesus  Christ  is  gone  ; 
In  peace  and  consolation, 

We're  goin^  to  rejoice  ; 
And  Jesus  ana  his  people 

For  ever  be  our  choice. 

6.  Sinners,  why  stand  ye  idle, 
While  we  do  march  along  ? 

Has  conscience  never  told  "you, 
That  you  are  going  wrong, 

Down  the  broaJ  road  to  ruin, 
To  bear  an  endless  curse  ? 

Forsake  your  ways  of  sinning, 
And  come  along  with  us. 

7.  But  if  vou  will  refuse  us, 
We'll  bid  you  all  farewell ; 


We're  on  the  way  to  Canaan. 

vou  the  way  to  hell ; 
Were  sorry  for  to* leave  you, 

We'd  rather  you  would  go  ; 
Come  try  a  bleeding  Saviour, 

And  feel  salvation  flow. 

S.  O  sinners,  be  awakeird 

To  see  your  dismal  state  ; 
Repent  arid  be  converted, 

Before  it  is  too  late  : 
Turn  to  the  Lora  by  praying, 

And  daily  search  his  word  ; 
And  never'rest  contented, 

Until  you  find  the  Lord. 

9.  Now  to  the  king  immortal. 

Be  everlasting  praise, 
For  in  his  holy  service 

We  mean  to  spend  our  days  ; 
'Till  we  arrive  at  Canaan, 

The  celestial  world  above, 
With  everlasting  praises. 

To  sing  redeeming  love. 


HYMN  42.  P.  M 

Union  with  Christ. 
COME,  saints  and  sinners,  hear  me  te2i 
The  wonders  of  Immanuel : 
Who  sav'd  me  from  a  burning  hell, 
And  brought  my  soul  with  him  to  dv. 
And  gave  me'heavenly  union. 

When  Jesus  saw  me  from  on  high, 
Beheld  my  soul  in  ruin  lie, 
He  look'don  me  with  pitying  eye, 
And  gaid  to  me  as  he  pass'd  Dy," 
With  God  you  have  no  union. 


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3.  Then  I  began  to  weep  and  pray, 
I  look'd  this  way  and  that  to  fly, 
It  griev'd  me  sore  that  I  must  die, 
I  sought  salvation  for  to  buy, 

But  still  I  found  no  union. 

4.  But  when  I  hated  all  my  sin, 
My  dear  Redeemer  took  me  in, 

And  with  his  blood  he  wash'd  me  clean^ 
And  O  !  what  seasons  I  have  seen, 
Ever  since  I  felt  this  union. 

5.  I  prais'd  the  Lord  both  night  and  day, 
I  went  from  house  to  house  to  pray, 
And  if  I  met  one  on  the  way, 

I  always  found  something  to  say, 
About  this  heavenly  union. 

ft.  I  wonder  why  old  saints  don't  sing, 
And  praise  the  Lord  upon  the  wing, 
And  make  the  heavenly  arches  ring, 
With  loud  hosannas  to  our  king. 
Who  brought  our  souls  to  union. 

7.  Come,  poor  backslider,  come  away, 
And  mind  to  do  as  well  as  say, 
And  learn  to  watch  as  well  as  pray, 
And  bear  your  cross  from  day  to  day, 
And  then  you'll  feel  this  union. 

3.  O,  could  I  like  an  angel  sound, 
Salvation  through  the  earth  around, 
The  devil's  kingdom  to  confound, 
I'd  triumph  on  ImmanuePs  ground, 
And  spread  this  heavenly  union. 

9.  Come,  heaven  and  earth,  unite  your  lays, 
And  give  to  Jesus  endless  praise, 
And  thou,  my  soul,  look  on  and  gaze, 
He  weeps,  he  bleeds,  thy  debt  he  pays, 
To  give  thee  heavenly  union. 


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10.  We  soon  shall  leave  all  things  below, 
And  quit  this  vale  of  pain  and  wo, 
And  then  we'll  all  to  glory  go, 
An  I  there  we'll  see,  and'hear.  and  know, 

And  feel  a  perfect  union. 

11.  There  we  the  glorious  Lamb  shall  see, 
Who  groan'd  and  died  upon  the  tree, 
Who  spill'd  his  blood  to  set  us  free, 
That  we  might  his  salvation  see, 

And  feel  a  gracious  union. 

12.  Almighty  God,  teach  heart  and  tongue, 
To  thee  to  raise  a  grateful  song, 

All  praises  to  thy  name  belong, 
Let  Zion  sing,  thy  kingdom  come, 
And  fill  the  world  with  union. 

HYMN  43.  P.  M. 

1.  FAR  above  yon  glorious  ceiling 
Of  the  azure'vaulted  sky, 

Jesus  sits,  his  love  revealing, 
To  his  splendid  troops  on  high. 

2.  Hosts  seraphic  humbly  bowing, 
At  his  feet  they  prostrate  fall ; 

Saints  and  angels  all  avowing, 
God  in  Christ  is  all  in  all. 

3.  Could  we  leave  our  foolish  dreaming 
Of  a  fancied  heaven  below, 

And  see  Jesu's  glory  beaming, 
How  our  souls  would  long  to  go. 

4.  Earth  by  us  would  then  be  spurned, 
All  its  vanity  subside  ; 

Fuel  fit  for  to  be  burned, 

All  its  honours,  pleasures,  pride, 

5.  From  the  general  conflagration, 
We  should  to  God's  refuge  fly  : 

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Olasp  the  hope  of  our  salvation, 
Live  in  Christ,  in  Jesus  die. 

6.  We  in  him  our  rest  regaining, 
All  its  blessedness  should  prove  j 

O'er  our  foes  victorious  reigning, 
Perfected  in  spotless  love. 

7.  We  should  for  his  day  he  waiting, 
When  the  full  reward  is  given  ; 

When  the  glorious  work's  completed, 
Jesus  takes  his  church  to  heaven. 

8.  Pure  from  every  stain  of  nature, 
There  in  holiness  to  shine  ; 

Moulded  like  its  great  Creator, 
All  immortal,  all  divine. 

HYMN  44.  P.  M. 

The  Jubilee. 
l.HARK  !  the  jubilee  is  sounding  ; 

O  the  joyful  news  is  come  ; 
Free  salvation  is  proclaimed, 

In  and  through  God's  own  dear  Son ; 
Now  we  have  an  invitation 

To  the  meek  and  lowly  Lamb  ; 
Glory,  honour,  and  salvation, 

Christ  the  Lord  is  come  to  reign. 

2.  Come  dear  friend  and  don't  neglect  it. 
Come  to  Jesus  in  your  prime  ; 

Great  salvation,  don't  reject  it, 
O  receive  it,  now's  your  time  ; 

Now  the  Saviour  is  beginning 
To  revive  his  work  again  ; 

Glory,  honour,  and  salvation, 
Christ  the  Lord  is  come  to  reign. 

3.  Come,  dear  children,  praise  your  Jesus, 
Praise  him,  praise  him  evermore, 


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May  his  great  love  now  constrain  us, 
His  great  name  for  to  adore  ; 

O  then  let  us  join  together, 
Crowns  of  glory  to  obtain  ; 

Glory,  honour,  and  salvation, 
Christ  the  Lord  is  come  to  reign. 

HYMN  45.  P.  M. 

[By  the  late  Rev.  G.  Askins.] 

1.  BRETHREN,  we  have  met  to  worship 
And  adore  the  Lord  our  God  ; 

Will  you  pray  with  all  your  power, 
While  we  try  to  preach  the  word  ? 

All  is  vain  unless  the  Spirit 
Of  the  Holy  One  comes  down  : 

Brethren,  pray,  and  holy  manna 
Will  be  shower'd  all  around. 

2.  Brethren,  see  poor  sinners  round  you 
Slumbering  on  the  brink  of  wo  ; 

Death  is  coming,  hell  is  moving", 
Can  you  bear  to  let  them  go? 

See  our  fathers  and  our  mothers, 
And  our  children  sinking  down  : 

Brethren,  pray,  and  holy  manna 
Will  be  shower'd  all  around. 

3.  Brethren,  here  are  poor  backsliders, 
Who  were  once  near  heaven's  door, 

But  they  have  betray'd  their  Saviour, 
And  are  worse  than  e'er  before  ; 

Yet  the  Saviour  offers  pardon, 
If  they  will  lament  their  wound  ; 

Brethren,  pray,  and  holy  manna 
Will  be  shower'd  all  around. 

4.  Sisters,  will  you  join  and  help,  like 
Moses's  sisters  helped  him, 


GO 

While  you  see  the  trembling  sinners, 
Who  are  struggling  hard  with  sin  ? 

Tell  them  all  about  the  Saviour, 
Tell  them  that  he  will  be  found : 

Pray  on,  sisters,  and  the  manna 
Will  be  shower'd  all  around. 

5.  Let  us  love  our  God  supremely, 

Let  us  love  each  other  too, 
Let  us  love  and  pray  for  sinners, 

'Till  our  God  makes  all  things  new  ; 
Then  he'll  call  us  home  to  heaven, 

At  his  table  we'll  sit  down  : 
Christ  will  gird  himself  and  serve  us 

With  sweet  manna  all  around. 

HYMN  47.  P.  M. 

1.  O  JESUS,  now  thy  power  display, 
And  stir  us  up  to  watch  and  pray, 
That  we  at  last  may  hear  thee  say, 
Come,  reign  with  me  in  endless  day, 

And  feel  eternal  union. 

2.  Come,  brethren,  let  us  heavenward  go, 
Until  we  end  our  race  below, 

Then  we  shall  leave  this  world  of  wo, 
And  everlasting  pleasures  know, 
And  feel  immortal  union. 

3.  Our  race  is  short,  'twill  soon  be  o'er, 
Then  we  shall  weep  and  sigh  no  more, 
And  join  the  saints  on  Canaan's  shore, 
The  name  of  Jesus  to  adore, 

And  feel  that  endless  union. 

4.  Then  when  this  mortal  frame  shall  die, 
And  long  in  death's  embraces  lie, 

My  soul  to  realms  of  bliss  shall  fly, 
And  sing  and  shout  beyond  the  sky, 
And  feel  that  heav'nly  union. 


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5.  And  when  to  that  bright  world  I  corae; 
And  gain  my  everlasting  home. 

My  soul  shall  there  for  ever  bloom, 
Until  my  body  leaves  the  tomb, 

Then  both  shall  join  that  union* 

HYMN  4S.  P.  M. 

1.  O  JESUS,  my  Saviour.  I  know  thou  art  mine, 
For  thee  all  the  pleasures  of  earth  I  resign, 

Thou  art  my  rich  treasure,  my  joy  and  my  love, 
Nothing  richer  possessed  by  the  angels  above. 

2.  Thy  spirit  first  taught  me  to  know  I  was  blind, 
Then  taught  me  the  way  of  salvation  to  find ; 

And  when  f  was  sinking  in  gloomy  despair, 
My  Jesus  reliev'd  me^andTrid  me  not  fear. 

3.  In  vain  I  attempt  to  describe  what  I  feel. 
The  language  of  mortals  here  ever  must  fail: 

My  Jesus  is  precious,  my  soul's  in  a  flame, 
1  am  rais'd  into  raptures  while  praising  his 
name. 

4. 1  find  him  in  singing,  he  is  present  in  prayer, 
In  sweet  meditation  he  always  is  near  ; 

My  constant  companion,  may  we  never  part ; 
All  glory  to  Jesus,  he  dwells  in  my  heart. 

5  If  ever  I  lov'd  thee,  'tis  now  my  dear  Lord, 
I  love  thy  dear  children,  thy  ways  and  thy 
word  ; 
I  love  all  creation,  I  love  sinners  too, 

Since  Jesus  has  died  to  redeem  them  from 
wo. 

6.  When  happy  in  Jesus.  I  cannot  forbear, 
Though  sinners  despise  me,  his  love  to  de- 
clare : 

His  love  overwhelms  me,  had  I  wings  I  would  fly, 
And  praise  him  in  mansions  prepared  on  high. 


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HYMN  49.  P.  ML 

1.  WHAT  happy  children,  who  follow  Jesus 
Into  the  house  of  prayer  and  praise  ; 

And  join  in  union,  while  love  increases, 
Resolved  this  way  to  spend  our  days  : 

Altho'  we're  hated  oy  the  world  and  Satan, 
By  the  flesh,  and  such  as  love  not  God  ; 

Yet  happy  moments  and  joyful  seasons, 
We  oft-times  find  on  Canaan's  road. 

2.  Since  we've  been  waiting  on  lovely  Jesus, 
We've  felt  some  strength  come  from  above  : 

Our  hearts  have  burned  with  holy  rapture, 
We  long  to  be  absorbed  by  love  : 

Then  let  us  hold  fast  what  is  given, 
And  trust  in  God  for  time  to  come  : 

Sure  we  shall  find  our  way  to  heaven, 
So  farewell,  brethren,  we're  going  home. 

3.  And  as  we  go,  let  us  praise  our  Jesus, 
And  pray  for  those  who  spurn  his  grace ; 

Lest  they  should  lose  love's  richest  treasure, 
And  ne'er  enjoy  his  smiling  face  ; 

Now  here's  my  heart  and  my  best  wishes, 
In  token  of  my  Christian  love  ; 

In  hopes  with  you  to  praise  my  Jesus, 
So  farewell,  brethren,  we'll  meet  above. 

HYMN  50.  P.  M. 

h.  AWAKE  !  O  guilty  world,  awake  ! 
Behold  the  earth's  foundation  shake  ! 

While  the  Redeemer  bleeds  for  you : 
His  death  proclaims  to  all  our  race, 
Free  grace,  free  grace,  free  grace,  free  grace 
To  all  the  Jews  and  Gentiles  too  ! 
2.  Come,  guilty  mortals,  come  and  see 
Your  Saviour  hanging  on  the  tree  ! 
For  you  all  drest  in  purple  gore. 


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His  weight  of  wo  did  veil  the  sun  1 
'Tis  done,  'tis  done,  'tis  done,  'tis  dons, 
That  man  might  live  for  evermore  ! 

3.  Behold  the  wounded  Lamb  of  God  ! 
Spreading  his  bleeding  hands  abroad  ! 

Come  see  him  yielding  up  to  death  1 
Behold  him  in  his  agonies  ! 
He  dies  !  he  dies  !  he  dies  !  he  dies! 

And  yields  his  last  expiring  breath ! 

4.  He  dies  and  triumphs  over  death, 
To  give  the  dead  immortal  breath, 

And  spread  the  wonders  of  his  name  ! 
Shout,  brethren,  shout  with  cheerful  voice. 
Rejoice,  rejoice,  rejoice,  rejoice, 

And  give  the  glory  to  the  Lamb. 

HYMN  51.  C.  M. 

1.  OUR  souls  by  love  together  knit, 

Cemented  inix'd  in  one  ; 
One  hope,  one  heart,  one  mind,  one  voice. 

'Tis  heav'n  on  earth  begun  : 
Our  hearts  have  burnt  while  Jesus  spoke, 

And  glow'd  with  sacred  fire  : 
He  stopp'd  and  talk'd,  and- fed  and  blest, 

And  fill'd  the  enlarged  desire. 


A  Saviour,  let  creation  sing  ; 
A  Saviour,  let  all  heaven  ring  ; 
He'' s  God  with  us,  we  feel  him  ours  ; 
His  fulness  in  our  souls  he  pours  ; 
'Tis  almost  done,  His  almost  o'er  ; 
We're  joining  those  who' re  gone  before; 
We  then  shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 

2.  We're  soldiers  fighting  for  our  God, 
Let  trembling  cowards  fly  ; 


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We'll  stand  unshaken,  firm  and  fix'd, 

With  Christ  to  live  and  die  : 
Let  devils  rage  and  men  assail, 

We'll  cut  our  passage  through : 
Let  foes  unite,  and  friends  desert, 

We'll  seize  the  crown,  our  due. 

A  Saviour,  fyc. 

3.  The  little  cloud  increases  still ! 
The  heav'ns  are  big  with  rain  ; 

We  haste  to  catch  the  teeming  shower, 

And  all  its  moisture  drain  : 
A  rill,  a  stream,  a  torrent  flows, 

But  pour  the  mighty  flood  ; 
O  sweep  the  nations,  shake  the  earth, 

'Till  all  proclaim  thee  God. 

A  Saviour,  fyc. 

4.  And  when  thou  mak'st  thy  jewels  up, 
And  set'st  thy  starry  crown  ; 

When  all  thy  sparkling  gems  shall  shine, 

Proclaim'd  by  thee  thine  own  ; 
May  we,  a  little  band  of  love, 

We  sinners  sav'd  by  grace, 
From  glory,  into  glory  chang'd, 

Behold  thee  face  to  face. 

A  Saviour,  8fc> 

HYMN  52.  P.  M. 

1.  IN  the  house  of  king  David  a  fountain  did 

spring, 

For  sin  and  uncleanness, from  Jesus  our  king; 

This  fountain  flows  sweetly,  whenever  ap- 
plied, 

It  sprang  from  the  bowels  of  Christ,  when 
he  died. 

2.  Come  all  that  have  bath'd  in  the  fountain  of 

love, 
And  have  felt  th'  heavy  burthen  of  guilt  to 
remove  : 


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Let's  praise  our  dear  Saviour,  as  long  as 

we've  breath, 
And  after  we're  laid  in  the  dust  of  the  earth. 

3.  There,  there,  we  shall  sleep,  but  not  always 

remain, 
We  look  for  the  coming  of  Jesus  a^ain  ; 
When  wak'd  by  the  trumpet,  well  lay  by 

our  shrouds, 
And  rise  to  meet  Jesus,  our  Lord,  in  the 

clouds. 

4.  How  we  shall  be  fashion'd,  he  does  not  de- 

clare, 

But  we  shall  be  like  him,  when  he  doth  ap- 
pear ; 

And  that  happy  moment  we're  longing  to 
see, 

When  we  shall  be  perfectly  happy  in  thee. 

9.  Lord  Jesus  I  love  thee  thou  knowest  very 

well, 
Assist  me  to  conquer  the  powers  of  hell ; 
Though  Satan  he  rages,  and  frightens  me 

too, 
Lord  Jesus  protect  me,  and  bring  me  safe 

through. 

HYMN  53.  C.   M. 

1.  ARISE  and  shine,  O  Zion  fair, 
Behold  thy  light  is  come  ; 

Thy  glorious  conq'ring  king  is  near, 

To  take  his  exiles  home  : 
The  trumpet  sounding  through  the  sky, 

To  set  poor  captives  free  ; 
The  day  of  wonder  now  is  nigh, 

The  year  of  jubilee. 

2.  Ye  heralds  blow  your  trumpets  loudj 
The  earth  must  know  her  doom ; 


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Go  spread  the  news  from  pole  to  pole, 

Benoki  the  judge  is  come  : 
Blow  out  the  sun  !  burn  up  the  earth ! 

Consume  the  rolling  flood  ! 
While  every  star  shall  disappear  ; 

Go  turn  the  moon  to  blood  ! 

3.  Arise  ye  nations  under  ground, 
Before  the  judge  appear  ; 

All  tongues  and  languages  shall  come, 

Their  final  doom  to  hear  ! 
King  Jesus  on  his  dazzling  throne, 

Ten  thousand  angels  round  ; 
And  Gabriel  with  a  silver  trump, 

Echo's  the  awful  sound  ! 

4.  The  glorious  news  of  gospel  grace 
To  sinners  now  is  o'er  ; 

The  trump  in  Zion  now  is  still, 

And  to  be  heard  no  more  ! 
The  watchmen  all  have  left  their  walls, 

And  with  their  flocks  above, 
On  Canaan's  peaceful  shore  they  sing, 

And  shout  redeeming  love  ! 


SECOND  PART.  C.  M. 

1.  COME  on,  my  brethren  in  the  Lord, 
Whose  hearts  are  joined  in  one  ; 

Hold  up  your  heads  with  courage  bold, 

Your  race  is  almost  run  : 
Above  the  clouds,  behold  him  stand, 

And  smiling  bids  you  come  ; 
And  angels  whisp'ring  you  away, 

To  your  eternal  home. 

2.  To  see  a  pilgrim  as  he  dies, 
With  glory  in  his  view  ; 

To  heav'n  he  lifts  his  longing  eyes, 
And  bids  the  world  adieu, 


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While  friends  are  weeping  alF^Hfcund. 

And  loath  to  let  him  ^o  ; 
He  shouts  with  his  expiring  breath, 

And  leaves  them  all  below  ! 

3.  O  Christians  are  you  ready  now. 
To  cross  the  swelling  flood  ; 

On  Canaan's  happy  shore  to  stand, 

And  see  your  smiling  God  ! 
The  dazzling  chirms  of  that  bright  world. 

Attracts  my  soul  above  ! 
My  tongue  shall  shout  redeeming  grace, 

When  perfected  in  love. 

4.  Go  on,  mv  brethren  in  the  Lord, 
I'm  bound  to  meet  you  there  ; 

Although  we  tread  enchanted  ground, 

Be  bold  and  never  fear  : 
Fi^ht  on.  fight  on,  ye  valiant  souls, 

The  land  appears  in  view  ; 
I  hope  to  gain  fair  Canaan's  shore. 

And  there  to  meet  with  vou, 


HYMN  54.  C.  M. 

1.  SWEET  rivers  of  redeeming  love. 
Lie  just  before  mine  eve  ; 

Had  I  the  pinions  of  a   love, 

I'd  to  those  rivers  fly  : 
I'd  rise  superior  to  my  pain, 

With  joy  outstrip  the  wind  : 
I'd  cross  bold  Jordan's  stormy  main. 

And  leave  the  world  behind. 

2.  While  I'm  imprison' J  here  below* 
In  anguish,  pain,  and  smart, 

Oft-times  those  troubles  I  forego, 
When  love  surrounds  my  heart : 

In  darkest  shadows  of  the  "night, 
Faith  mounts  the  upper  sky, 


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I  then  belibld  my  heart's  delight, 
And  would  rejoice  to  die  ! 

3.  I  view  the  monster  death,  and  smile, 
Now  he  has  lost  his  sting  ; 

Though  Satan  rages  all  the  while 

I  still  in  triumph  sing : 
I  hold  my  Saviour  in  my  arms, 

And  will  not  let  him  go  ; 
I'm  so  delighted  with  his  charms, 

No  other  good  I'll  know. 

4.  A  few  more  years,  or  days  at  most, 
My  troubles  will  be  o'er, 

I  hope  to  join  the  heav'nly  host, 

On  Canaan's  happy  shore. 
My  rapt'rous  soul  shall  drink  and  feast 

in  love's  unbounded  sea ; 
The  glorious  hope  of  endless  rest, 

Is  transporting  to  me. 

5.  O  come,  my  Saviour,  come  away, 
And  bear  me  through  the  sky, 

Nor  let  thy  chariot  wheels  delay, 
Make  haste,  and  bring  it  nigh : 

I  long  to  see  thy  glorious  face, 
And  in  thine  image  shine  ; 

To  triumph  in  victorious  grace, 
And  be  for  ever  thine. 

6.  Then  I  will  tune  my  harp  of  gold, 
To  my  eternal  king  ; 

Through  ages  that  can  ne'er  be  told, 

I'll  make  his  praises  ring : 
All  hail !  thou  great  eternal  God  ! 

Who  died  on  Calvary  ; 
And  sav'd  me  with  thy  precious  blood, 

From  endless  misery. 

7.  Ten  thousand,  thousand  join  in  one, 
To  praise  the  Eternal  Three  : 


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Prostrate  before  the  blazing  throne, 

In  deep  humxlity : 
They  rise  and  tune  their  harps  of  gold, 

And  string  the  immortal  lyre  ; 
And  ages  that  can  ne'er  be  told, 

Shall  raise  their  praises  higher. 

HYMN  55.  P.  II. 

1.  ARISE  and  hail  the  sacred  day, 
Cast  all  low  cares  of  life  away, 

And  thoughts  of  meaner  things  : 
This  day  to  cure  our  deadly  woes 
The  Son  of  righteousness  arose, 

With  healing  in  his  wings. 

2.  If  angels  on  that  happy  morn, 

The  Saviour  of  the  world  was  born, 
Pour'd  forth  seraphic  songs  : 

Much  more  should  we,  of  human  race. 

Adore  the  wonders  of  his  grace, 
To  whom  the  grace  belongs. 

3.  How  wonderful,  how  vast  his  love, 
Who  left  the  shining  realms  above  ; 

Those  happy  seats  of  rest : 
How  much  for  lost  mankind  he  bore, 
Their  peace  and  pardon  to  restore, 

Can  never  be  express'd. 

4.  While  we  adore  his  boundless  grace, 
And  pious  joy  and  mirth  takes  place 

Of  sorrow,  grief,  and  pain, 
Give  glory  to  our  God  on  high, 
And  not  amidst  the  gen'ral  joy, 

Forget  good  will  to  men. 

5. 0  then,  let  heaven  and  earth  rejoice, 
Creation's  whole  united  voice, 
And  hymn  that  happy  day. 


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When  sin  and  Satan  vanquish'd  fell5 
And  all  the  pow'rs  of  death  and  he'll, 
Before  his  sov'reign  sway. 

HYMN  56.  C.  M. 

The  Saviour's  Call. 

1.  SINNER,  hear  the  Saviour's  call, 
He  now  is  passing  by  : 

He  has  seen  thy  grievous  thrall, 
And  heard  thy  mournful  cry  ; 

He  has  pardons  to  impart, 

Grace  to  save  thee  from  thy  fears, 

See  the  love  that  fills  his  heart, 
And  wipes  away  thy  tears. 

2.  Why  art  thou  afraid  to  come, 
And  tell  him  all  thy  case  ? 

He  will  not  pronounce  thy  doom, 
Nor  frown  thee  from  his  face: 

Wilt  thou  fear  Immanuel  ? 
Wilt  thou  fear  the  Lamb  of  God, 

Who  to  save  thy  soul  from  hell 
Has  shed  his  precious  blood  ? 

3.  Think,  how  on  the  cross  he  hung, 
Pierced  with  a  thousand  wounds  ! 

Hark  from  each  as  with  a  tongue, 
The  voice  of  pardon  sounds! 

See  from  all  his  bursting  veins, 
Blood  of  wond'rous  virtue  flow, 

Shed  to  wash  away  the  stain, 
And  ransom  thee  from  wo. 

4.  Though  his  majesty  be  great, 
His  mercy  is  no  less  ; 

Though  lis  thy  transgressions  hate, 

He  feels  for  thy  distress  : 
By  himself  the  Lord  has  sworn, 

He  delights  not  in  thy  death, 
But  invites  thee  to  return, 

That  thou  may'st  live  by  faith. 


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5.  Raise  thy  down-cast  eyes  and  see, 
What  throngs  his  throne  surround, 

These,  though  sinners  once  like  thee, 
Have  lull  salvation  found  ; 

Yield  not  then  to  unbelief! 

While  he  says,  "  There  yet  is  room  :" 
Though  of  sinners  thou  art  chief, 
Since  Jesus  calls  thee  home. 


HYMN  57.  P.  M 

1.  THE  sacred  ties  of  friendship 
Unite  all  loving  Christians 

In  glory,  in  glory,  thev  shall  live  ; 
No  time  nor  place  shall  change  them, 
And  death  shall  ne'er  dissolve  them, 
United,  united,  are  they  that  believe  : 
When  Gabriel's  trumpet  sounding. 
And  conquerd  death  resigning, 
The  scattered  dust  uniting, 
The  soul  and  body  joining  ; 
All  join  the  grand  procession, 
And  glory  realizing. 
Then  happy,  happy,  we  shall  be. 

2.  The  bliss  exquisite  flowing, 
The  friends  of  Jesus  shouting, 

Such  raptures,  raptures  flow  from  his  word: 
The  angels  join  in  concert, 
While  Jesus  stands  invitinor, 
Come  on,  come  on,  ye  blessed  of  the  Lord. 
Behold  the  crowns  of  glory : 
And  saints  and  angels  meeting, 
And  living  streams  of  purest  joys, 
For  ever  are  increasing  : 
In  azure  fields  for  ever^range, 
And  view  a  smiling  Jesus, 
Then  happy,  happv,  we  shall  be. 
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.  The  sinner's  now  lamenting, 
He  sees  the  grand  procession, 
A   marching,    marching,    to    the    dazzling 

throne. 
His  frightful  soul  alarm'd, 
He  cries  with  looks  amaz'd, 
Farewell,  farewell,  I'm  for  ever  gone  ; 
Behold  a  godly  father, 
And  there's  a  pious  mother, 
How  did  they  pray  together, 
They  float  on  streams  of  pleasure, 
And  I  am  lost  for  ever, 
On  waves  of  endless  sorrow, 
Then  torments,  torments,  are  for  ever  min$ 


HYMN  58.  C.  M. 

1.  ATTEND,  young  friends,  while  I  relate 
The  dangers  you  are  in, 

The  evils  that  around  you  wait, 

While  subject  unto  sin. 
Although  you  flourish  like  the  rose, 

While  in  its  branches  green, 
Your  sparkling  eyes  in  death  must  close, 

No  more  for  to  be  seen. 

2.  In  silent  shades  you  must  lie  down, 
Long  in  your  graves  to  dwell, 

Your  friends  will  then  stand  weeping  round, 

And  bid  a  long  farewell. 
How  small  this  world  will  then  appear 

At  that  tremendous  hour, 
When  you  Jehovah's  voice  shall  hear* 

And  feel  his  mighty  power. 

3.  In  vain  you'll  mourn  your  days  are  past, 
Alas  those  days  are  gone, 

Your  golden  hou^s  are  spent  at  last, 
And  never  to  return. 


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O  come  this  moment  and  begin, 
While  life's  sweet  moments  last* 

Turn  to  the  Lord,  forsake  all  sin, 
And  he'll  forgive  what's  past. 


HYMN  59.  P.  M. 

The  Balm  of  Gilead. 

1.  THERE  shall  we  reign  with  Jesus,  on  that 

delightful  shore, 
And  shout  with  the  redeemed,  our  trials  are 

all  o'er  ; 
The  wicked  cease  from  troubling,  the  weary 

are  at  rest, 
And  we  shall  reign  with  Jesus,  eternal  ages 

blest. 

1  We  shall  be  like  the  angels,  in  that  immortal 
throng, 

And  shout  alound  salvation,  'twill  be  our 
lasting  song  ; 

They  sing  creating  goodness,  and  we  re- 
deeming love, 

And  this  shall  be  our  business,  in  the  bright 
worlds  above. 

%  This  love  so  freely  flowing,  it  animates  otfr 

hearts,     . 
This  love  is  still  abounding,  in  every  place 

and  part ; 
This  love  can  ne'er  be  ended,  though  faith 

and  hope  should  cease, 
This  love  can  ne'er  be  bounded,  but  ever 

will  increase. 

4,  This  love  through  endless  ages,  it  ever  is  the 
same ; 
'Tis  this  our  heart  engages,  to  love  and  serve 
the  Lamb ; 


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Unite  us  ali  together,  and  make  us  of  one 

soul, 
It  is  the  Balm  of  Gilead,  it  makes  the  wounded 

whole. 

HYMN  60.  C.  M. 

The  Zion  Traveller. 
1.  YE  weary,  heavy  laden  souls, 

Who  are  oppressed  sore, 
Ye  travelers  through  the  wilderness, 

To  Canaan's  peaceful  shore  : 
'Phrough  chilling  winds,  and  beating  rain, 

The  waters  deep  and  cold, 
And  enemies  surrounding  vou, 

Take  courage  and  be  bold. 

%  Though  storms  and  hurricanes  arise, 

The  'lesert  all  around, 
And  fiery  serpents  oft  appear 

Through  the  enchanted  ground  : 
Dark  niglits  and  clouds  and  gloomy  fear,. 

And  dragons  often  roar : 
But  while  the  gospel  trump  we  hear, 

We'll  press  for  Canaan's  shore. 

$L  We're  often  like  the  lonesome  dove 

Who  mourns  her  absent  mate  ; 
iTrom  hill  to  hill,  from  vale  to  vale, 

Her  sorrows  to  relate  ; 
'But  Canaan's  land  is  just  before, 

Sweet  spring  is  coming  on, 
V  few  more  beating  winds  and  rains^ 

And  winter  will  be  gone. 

.*.  Sometimes  like  mountains  to  the  sky. 

Black  Jordan's  billows  roar, 
Which  often  make  the  pilgrims  fear. 

'w hfv  never  will  gret  o'er  : 


But  let  us  gain  mount  Pis<jah\s  top. 

And  view  the  vernal  plain, 
To  fright  our  souls,  may  Jordan  roar, 

Ana  hell  may  rage  in  vain. 

5.  Methinks  I  now  begin  to  see 
The  borders  of  that  land  ; 

The  trees  of  life,  with  heav'nly  fruit, 

In  beauteous  order  stand  : 
The  wint'ry  time  is  past  and  gone, 

Sweet  flowers  doth  appear, 
The  fiftieth  year  hath  now  rolled  round. 

The  great'Sabbatic  year. 

6.  O,  what  a  glorious  sight  appears. 
To  my  believing  eyes  ; 

Methinks  I  see  Jerusalem, 

A  city  in  the  skies  : 
Bright  angels  whispering  me  away, 

"  O  come,  my  brother,  come," 
And  I  am  willing  to  be  gone 

To  my  eternal  home. 

7.  Farewell,  my  brethren  in  the  Lord, 
Who  are  to  Canaan  bound  : 

And  should  we  never  meet  agrain 
'Till  the  jubilee  trump  shall  sound, 

I  hope  that  I  shall  meet  you  there, 
On  that  delightful  shore  ; 

In  oceans  of  eternal  bliss, 
Wiiere  parting  is  no  more. 

HYMN  Gl.  P.  M. 

1.  HARK!  my  soul,  it  is  the  Lord, 
'Tis  thy  Saviour,  hear  his  word'; 
Jesus  speaks,  and  speaks  to  thee, 
Say,  poor  sinner,  "  Lov'st  thou  me  r" 

2.  "  I  delivered  thee,  when  bound, 
And  when  wounded.heal'd  thy  n 


Sought  thee  wandering,  set  thee  right, 
Turn'd  thy  darkness  into  light. 

3.  "  Can  a  woman's  tender  care 
Cease  towards  the  child  she  bear? 
Yes  !  she  may  forgetful  be, 

Yet  I  will  remember  thee. 

4.  "  Mine  is  an  unchanging  love, 
Higher  than  the  heights  above, 
Deeper  than  the  depths  beneath, 
Free  and  faithful,  strong  as  death. 

5.  "  Thou  shalt  see  my  glory  soon. 
When  the  work  of  grace  is  done, 
Partner  of  my  throne  shall  be, 
Say,  poor  sinner,  lov'st  thou  me  ?" 

t.  Lord,  it  is  my  chief  complaint, 
That  my  love  is  weak  and  faint ; 
Yet  I  love  thee,  and  adore, 
Q  for  grace  to  love  thee  more. 


HYMN  G2.  P.  M. 

1.  FAREWELL,  my  dear  brethren,  the  time 

is  at  hand, 
That  we  must  part  from  this  social  band  ; 
Our  several  engagements  now  call  us  away, 
Oui  parting  is  needful,  and  we  must  obey. 

2.  Farewell,  my  dear  brethren,  farewell  for  a 

while, 
We'll  soon  meet  again,   if  kind  providence 

smile  ; 
But  when  we  are  parted,  and  scattered  abroad. 
Well  pray  for  each  other  when  wrestling 

with  God. 


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3.  Farewell,  faithful  soldiers,  you'll  soon  be 

discharged, 

The  war  will  be  ended,  your  treasures  en- 
larged ; 

With  shouting  and  singing,  tho'  Jordan  may 
roar, 

We'll  enter  fair  Canaan,  and  rest  on  the 
shore. 

4.  Farewell,  ye   young  converts,  who're   list- 

ed for  war, 
Sore  trials  await  you,  but  Jesus  is  near ; 
Altho'   you  must  travel  the  dark  wilderness, 
Your  captain's  before  you,  he'll  lead  you  to 

peace. 

-3.  The  world  and  the  devil,  and  hell  all  unite, 
And  bold  persecution  will  try  you  to  fright; 
But  Jesus  stands  for  you,  who  is  strongerlhan 

they, 
Let  this*  animate  you  to  march  on  your  way. 

6.  Farewell,  seeking  mourners,  with  sad  broken 

hearts, 
O  hasten  to  Jesus,  and  choose  the  good  part, 
He's  full  of  compassion,  and  mighty  to  save, 
His  arms  are  extended  your  souls  to  receive. 

7.  Farewell,   faithful   Christians,   farewell   all 

around, 
Perhaps  we'll  not  meet  till  the  last  trump 

shall  sound : 
To  meet  you  in  glory,  I'll  give  you  my  hand, 
Our  Saviour  to  praise  in  a  pure  social  band. 

HYMN  63.  P.  M. 

1.  FAREWELL,  my  dear  brethren,  I  bid  you 
farewell, 
I'm  going  to  travel  the  way  to  excel ; 


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I'm  going  to  travel  the  wilderness  through, 
Therefore,  my  dear  brethren,  I  bid  you  adieu. 

2.  The  thoughts  of  our  parting  doth  cause  me 

to  grieve, 
So  well  do  I  love  you,  but  you  I  must  leave  ; 
My  Jesus  commands,  and  I  must  obey, 
Therefore,  my  dear  brethren,  don't  grieve 

after  me. 

3.  May  the  heavens  protect  you,  be  Jesus  your 

guide, 
On  the  walls  of  our  Zion  may  you  ever  abide  ; 
Though  we  live  at  a  distance," and  you  I  ne'er 

see, 
On  the  banks  of  sweet  Canaan  acquainted 

we'll  be. 

4.  There  all  things  are  plenty,  and  the  leaves 

growing  green, 
And  the  parting  of  Christians  no  more  to  be 

seen; 
No  sorrow,  no  trouble,  shall  enter  that  place, 
But  there  we  shall  join  in  a  song  of  free  grace. 

5.  And  when  we  meet  Jesus  in  the  mansion 

above. 
Where  saints  and  bright  angels  are  feasting 

on  love  ; 
O  then  we  shall  look  for  each  mourner  that's 

here, 
How  glad  we  shall  be  to  meet  each  other 

there. 

6.  Farewell  to  all  sorrows,  temptations,and  pain, 
I'm  going  where  .lesus  for  ever  doth  reign; 
I'm  going  to  Jesus,  his  goodness  to  prove. 
Where  saints  and  bright  angels  are  feasting 

on  love. 


HYMN  64.  L.  91. 

1.  COME,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare, 
Jesus  loves  to  answer  prayer  ; 

He  himself  has  bid  thee  pray, 
Therefore  will  not  say  thee  nay. 

2.  Thou  art  coming  to  the  king, 
Large  petitions  with  thee  bring  : 
For  his  grace  and  power  are  such; 
None  can  ever  ask  too  much. 

3.  With  ray  burden  I  be^in. 
Lord,  remove  this  load  of  sin  ! 
Let  thy  blood  for  sinners  spilt, 
Set  my  conscience  free  from  guilt. 

4.  Lord,  I  come  to  thee  for  rest, 
Take  possession  of  my  breast ; 
There  thy  blood-bought  right  maintain. 
And  without  a  rival  reign. 

5.  As  the  image  in  the  glass, 
Answers  the  beholder's  face, 
Thus  unto  my  heart  appear, 
Print  thine  own  resemblance  there* 

o.  While  I  am  a  pilgrim  here, 
Let  thy  love  my  spirit  cheer  ; 
As  my  guide,  my  guard,  my  friend, 
Lead  me  to  my  journey's  end. 

7.  Show  me  what  I  have  to  do, 
Every  hour  my  strength  renew ; 
Let  me  live  a  life  of  faith, 
Let  me  die  thy  people's  death. 

HYMN  65.  C.  M. 

1.  HOW  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the  sight, 
When  th«se  that  love  the  Lord, 


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7n  one  another's  peace  delight, 
And  so  fulfil  his  word. 

2.  When  each  can  feel  his  brother's  sigh., 
And  with  him  bear  a  part ; 

When  sorrows  flow  from  eye  to  eye, 
And  joy  from  heart  to  heart. 

3.  When,  free  from  envy,  scorn,  and  pride. 
Our  wishes  all  above," 

Each  can  his  brother's  failings  hide, 
And  show  a  brother's  love. 

4.  When  love,  in  one  delighful  stream. 
Through  every  bosom  flows  ; 

When  union  sweet,  and  dear  esteem, 
In  every  action  glows. 

5.  Love  is  the  golden  chain  that  binds 
The  happy  souls  above  ; 

\nd  he's  an  heir  of  heaven  that  finds 
His  bosom  glow  with  love. 

HYMN  66.  P.  M. 

1.  LORD,  my  ransom'd  soul  adores  thee  ;• 
Thou  my  joy  and  portion  art : 

Hay  and  night  I  plead  before  thee — 
Answer  Lord— thy  grace  impart. 
Send  thy  Spirit. 
Pierce  the  stubborn  sinner's  heart. 

2.  Ah  !  dear  Lord,  they're  bound  for  ruin, 
Hast'ning  down  to  endless  wo  : 

While  their  danger  we  are  viewing, 
Streams  of  briny  sorrow  flow. 

Lord,  alarm  them, 
Or  to  ruin  they  must  go 

3.  See,  dear  Lord,  our  near  connexions, 
Dear  companions  all  an  tmd, 


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Brothers,  asters,  children,  parents, 
Down  to  desperation  bound. 

Jesus,  save  them. 
Let  the  lost  again  be  found. 

4.  Pravcrs  and  tears,  alas  !  we've  vented  ; 

Shall  we  weep  and  pray  in  vain  ? 
Yet  alas  !  they  seem  contented  ! 

•  ^ht  but  scoffs  and  frowns  we  gain. 
Jesus,  save  them. 
Save  them,  Lord,  from  endless  pain. 

o.  Death,  it  may  be,  now  is  near  them, 
Soon  they'll  feel  his  cold  embrace. 

Gracious  heaven  !  shall  we  hear  them 
Mourn  thy  long  rejected  grace  ? 

Lord,  constrain  them 
Now  to  seek  a  Saviour's  face. 

6.  Lord,  we  view  the  separation 
At  thy  great,  tremendous  bar, 

Mourning,  weeping,  lamentation, 
Must  be  their  employment  there. 
Must  we  see  them 
Stand  their  awful  doom  to  hear  ? 

7.  Must  we  there  be  separated, 
Never,  never  more  to  meet  ? 

Mournful  scene,  long  contemplated  i 
Lord  and  is  there  mercy  yet  ? 

Lay  them  prostrate, 
Precious  Jesus,  at  thy  feet. 

8.  Lord  display  thy  matchless  power  ; 
Pierce  their  stubborn  hearts  of  stone. 

Make  them  dread  that  awful  hour — 
Bow  them,  Lord,  before  thy  throne. 

Save  them  Jesus. 
Save  them,  save  them  for  thine  own. 
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HYMN  67.  P.  M. 

The  happy  Pilgrim. 

1.1  LOVE  my  blessed  Saviour, 
I  feel  I'm  in  his  favour, 
And  I  am  his  for  ever 

If  I  but  faithful  prove  ; 
And  now  I'm  bound  for  Canaan 
I  feel  my  sins  forgiv'n, 
And  soon  shall  get  to  heaven, 

To  sing  redeeming  love. 

2.  Poor  sinners  may  deride  me, 
And  unbelievers  chide  me, 
But  nothing  shall  divide  me, 

From  Jesus  my  friend. 
Supported  by  his  power, 
I  long  to  see  the  hour, 
That  bids  my  spirit  tower, 

And  all  my  troubles  end. 

3.  The  pleasing  time  is  hast'ning, 
My  tott'ring  frame  is  wasting, 
While  I'm  engaged  in  praising, 

Impelled  by  his  love. 
When  yonder  shining  orders, 
Who  sing  on  Canaan's  borders, 
Shall  bear  me  to  their  Lord,  there 

To  praise  him  above. 

4.  My  thirsty  soul  is  panting 
My  body  almost  fainting, 

While  praise  and  prayer  are  venting, 

From  my  feeble  tongue. 
How  ardent  my  desire, 
Lord  Jesus,  raise  me  higher, 
To  join  the  holy  choir, 

lii  that  immortal  song. 


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&  Farewell,  I'm  bound  for  glory, 
How  pleasing  is  the  story  ! 
Those  shining  worlds  before  me 

Invite  me  to  be  gone. 
Had  I  angels7  pinions 
I'd  range  the  bright  dominions, 
And  join  the  shining  millions, 

Who're  shouting  round  the  throne. 

6.  The  pleasing  smile  of  Jesus, 
The  rapturous  sound  increases, 
And  tunes  the  heav'nly  voices 

Throughout  the  ethereal  plains. 
My  flesh  and  spirit  failing, 
My  soul  in  transports  hailing, 
Bright  seraphs  in  their  dwelling, 

l"sin<r  immortal  strains. 


HYMN  68,  P.  M. 

1.  MY  days,  my  weeks,  my  months,  my  years, 
Fly  rapid  as*  the  whirling  spheres, 

Around  the  steady  pole  ; 
Time,  like  the  tide,  its  motion  keeps, 
And  I  must  launch  through  endless  deeps, 

Where  endless  ages  roll. 

2.  The  grave  is  near  the  cradle  seen, 
How  swift  the  moments  pass  between, 

And  whisper  as  they  fly, 
"  Unthinking  man,  remember  this, 
Though  fon3  of  sublunary  bliss, 

That  you  must  groan  and  die." 

3.  My  soul  attend  the  solemn  call, 
Thine  earthly  tent  must  shortly  fall. 

And  thou  must  take  thy  flight, 
Beyond  the  vast  expansive  blue, 
To  sing  above  as  angels  do, 

Or  sink  in  endless  night* 


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4.  How  great  the  bliss,  how  great  the  wo, 
Hangs  on  this  inch  of  time  below, 

On  this  precarious  breath. 
The  Lord  of  nature  only  knows, 
Whether  another  year  shall  close, 

Ere  I  expire  in  death. 

5.  Long  ere  the  sun  shall  run  his  round* 
I  may  be  buried  under  ground, 

And  there  in  silence  rot, 
Ala3  !  an  hour  may  close  the  scene, 
And  ere  twelve  months  shall  roll  between,. 

My  name  be  quite  forgot. 

6.  But  will  my  soul  be  thus  extinct, 
And  cease  to  live,  and  cease  to  think  ? 

It  cannot,  cannot  be  ; 
No,  my  immortal  cannot  die, 
What  wilt  thou  do,  or  whither  fly, 

When  death  shall  set  thee  free. 

7.  Will  mercy  then  her  arms  extend, 
Will  Jesus  be  thy  guardian  friend, 

And  heaven  thy  dwelling  place  ; 
Or  shall  insulting  fiends  appear, 
And  drag  thee  down  to  dark  despair, 

Below  the  reach  of  grace  ? 

9.  A  heav'n  or  hell,  and  these  alone, 
Beyond  the  present  life  arc  known, 

There  is  no  middle  space, 
To-day  attend  the  call  divine, 
To-morrow  may  be  none  of  thine. 

Or  it  may  be  too  late. 

9. 0  do  not  pass  this  as  a  dream, 

Vast  is  the  change,  whate'er  it  seem, 

To  poor  unthinking  man : 
Lord  at  thy  footstool  I  would  bow, 
Bid  conscience  nlainly  tell  me  now, 
What  it  would  tell  me  then. 


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10.  If  in  destruction's  road  I  stray  ; 
Help  me  to  choose  the  better  way. 

That  leads  to  joys  on  hicfh  ; 
Thy  grace  impart,"  my  guilt  forgive. 
Nor  let  me  ever  dare  to  live, 

So  as  I  dare  not  die. 


HYMN  69.  P.  M. 

i.  I  LOVE  thee,  I  love  thee,  I  love  thee  my 
love, 
I  love  thy  salvation  more  fully  to  prove  : 
I  love  thee,  1  love  thee,  I  love  thee,  O  why  ? 
Because  my  dear  Saviour  for  sinners  did  die 

2.  On  Z ion's  bright  mountain  this  news  I  will 

tell,   ^       ■♦ 
The  strainte  of  redemption  my  bosom  shall 

veil, 
With  angelic  ardour  his  love  I'll  proclaim. 
Redemption  for  sinners  in  Jesus's  name. 

3.  Redemption,   redemption,   thro'   Zion  shall 

ring, 
In  the   flame   of  redemption,   her  converts 

shall  sing  : 
Redemption,"  redemption,    through    Jesus's 

blood, 
Descending  from   Calv'ry,    and  runs  like  a 
od. 

4.  We'll  talk  of  redemption  while  we  stay  be- 

low, 
We'll  sing  of  redemption  when  upwards  we  go; 
When  the  sun  shall  be  darken'd,  the  moon 

turn'd  to  blood, 
We'll  shout  full  redemption  in  the  kingdom 

of  God. 


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5.  When  sinking    in    sorrow  free  grace  did 

abound, 
Pursu'd  by  the  devil,  redemption  we  found  ; 
Our  hearts  to  redemption  we'll  tune  ev'ry 

string, 
Thro'  heaven's  high  arches  redemption  shall 

ring. 

6.  Redemption,  redemption,   to  him  that  was 

slain, 
We'll  outsing  the  angels  in  this  heavenly 

strain, 
Redemption  to  Jesus,  for  ever  we'll  cry, 
For  men,  not  for  angels,  the  Saviour  did  die. 

7.  All  glory,  all  glory,  to  Jesus's  name, 

All  wisdom  and  power  to  the  spotless  Lamb, 
To  him  that  redeem'd  us,  the  great  One  in 

three, 
Hosannah,  Hosannah,  through  eternity. 

8.  The  song  of  creation  bright  angels  may  sing, 
But  we'll  sing  redemption  to  Christ  our  king, 
Thro'  eternal  ages  these  songs  shall  be  sung, 
While  Jesus's  glory  inspires  each  tongue. 

HYMN  70.  C.  M. 

1.  WITH  love  and  pity  I  look  around. 
Upon  my  fellow  clay, 

See  men  reject  the  gospel  sound, 

In  this  enlightened  day  ! 
O  sinner,  sinner,  will  you  hear, 

When  in  God's  name  I  come  ? 
Upon  your  peril  don't  forbear, 

Lest  hell  should  be  your  doom. 

2.  Now  is  the  time,  the  accepted  hour. 
O  sinner,  come  away, 

The  Saviour's  knocking  at  youl  door. 
A^se  withpoj  delay  ; 


O  don't  refuse  to  give  him  room, 

Lest  mercy  should  withdraw  ; 
He'll  then  in  robes  of  vengeance  come 

To  execute  his  law. 

3.  Then  where  poor  sinner,  will  you  be. 
If  destitute  of  <?race, 

When  you  your  injur'd  Judge  shall  see. 

And  stand  before  his  face  ? 
O  !  could  you  shun  that  dreadful  sight. 

How  would  you  wish  to  fly 
To  the  dark  shades  of  endless  night, 

From  his  all-searching  eye. 

4.  But  death  and  hell  must  all  appear. 
And  you  among  them  stand, 

Before  that  great  impartial  bar, 
Arranged  at  Christ's  left  hand  : 

No  yearning  bowels  pity  then, 
Will  ere  effect  my  heart — 

No — I  shall  surely  say  amen, 
When  Christ  bids  you  depart. 

5.  Let  not  these  warnings  be  in  vain, 
But  lend  a  listening  ear, 

Lest  you  should  meet  them  all  again, 

When  wrapt  in  keen  despair. 
Come  lovely  youth,  embrace  the  truth, 

And  join  with  one  accord, 
And  use  your  tongue,  while  you  are  young, 

In  praising  of  the  Lord. 

HYMN  71.  C.  M. 

1.  AFFLICTIONS,  tho'  they  seem  severe, 
In  mercy  oft  are  sent, 

They  stopp'd  the  prodigal's  career, 
And  caus'd  him  to  repent. 

2.  Although  he  no  relentings  felt, 
'Till  he  had  spent  his  store » 


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His  stubborn  heart  began  to  melt, 
When  famine  pinclrd  him  sore. 

3.  "  What  have  I  gain'd  by  sin,"  he  said, 
"  But  hunger  shame  and  fear  ? 

My  father's  house  abounds  with  bread, 
'While  I  am  starving  here. 

4.  "  I'll  go  and  tell  him  all  I've  done, 
Fall  down  before  his  face, 

Unworthy  to  be  call'd  his  son, 
I'll  seek  a  servant's  place." 

5.  His  father  saw  him  coming  back, 
He  saw,  and  ran,  and  smil'd  ; 

Then  threw  his  arms  around  the  neck 
Of  his  rebellious  child. 

6.  "  Father  I've  sinn'd,  but  O  !  forgive."- 
"  Enough,"  the  father  said, 

;<  Rejoice,  my  house,  my  son's  alive, 
For  whom  I  mourn'd  "as  dead. 

7.  "  Now  let  the  fatted  calf  be  slain, 
Go  spread  the  news  around, 

My  son  was  dead,  but  lives  again  ; 
Was  lost,  but  now  is  found." 

3.  'Tis  thus  the  Lord  his  love  reveals. 

To  call  poor  sinners  home  ; 
More  than  a  father's  love  he  feels, 

And  welcomes  all  that  come. 


HYMN  72.  P.  M. 

The  Pilgrim. 

I.  RISE,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings, 

Thy  better  portion  trace, 
Rise  from  transitory  things, 

Towards  heaven  thy  native  place. 


^un,  and  moon,  and  stars,  decay, 
Time  will  soon  the  earth  remove  ; 

Rise,  my  soul,  and  haste  away 
To  seats  prepar'd  above. 

2.  Rivers  to  the  ocran  run, 
Nor  stay  in  all  their  course  ; 

Fires  ascend  and  seek  the  sun, 
Both  speed  them  to  their  source. 

So  a  soul  that's  born  of  God, 
Pants  to  see  h's  glorious  face  : 

Upwards  tends  to  his  abode, 
To  rest  in  his  embrace. 

3.  Fly  my  riches,  fly  my  cares, 
While!  that  course  explore  ; 

Flattering  world  with  all  your  snares, 

Solicit  me  no  more. 
Pilgrims  fix  not  here  their  home, 

Strangers  tarry  but  a  night: 
When  the  last  dear  morn  shall  come, 

We'll  rise  to  glorious  light. 

4.  Cease,  ye  pilgrims,  cease  to  mourn. 
Press  onward  to  the  prize  ; 

Soon  the  Saviour  will  return, 
Triumphant  through  the  skies. 

Yet  a  season,  and  you'll  know, 
Happy  entrance  will  be  given, 

All  your  sorrows  left  below, 

And  earth  exchang'd  for  heaven. 

HYMN  73.  S.  M. 

Union  Hymn. 

1.  FROM  whence  does  the  union  arfse, 
That  hatred  is  conquered  by  love  ? 

It  fastens  our  souls  with  such  ties, 
That  distance*  nor  time  can  removed 


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fe.  it  cannot  in  Eden  be  found, 

Nor  yet  in  a  Paradise  lost ; 
ft  grows  on  Immanucl's  ground, 

And  Jcsus's  dear  blood  it  did  cost. 

3.  My  friends  once  so  dear  unto  me, 
Our  souls  so  united  in  love  ; 

Where  Jesus  is  gone,  we  shall  be, 
In  yonder  blest  mansions  above. 

4.  O  !  why  then  so  loath  for  to  part  ? 
Since  there  we  shall  soon  meet  again, 

Engrav'd  on  Immanuel's  heart, 
At  a  distance  we  cannot  remain. 

5.  And  then  we  shall  see  that  bright  day. 
And  join  with  the  angels  above, 

Set  free  from  the  prisons  of  clay, 
United  in  Jesus's  love. 

6.  With  Jesus  we  ever  shall  reign, 
And  all  his  bright  glory  shall  see. 

Singing,  hallelujahs,  amen  ; 
Amen  !  even  so  let  it  be. 

HYMN  74.  P.  If. 

1.  THERE  is  a  holy  city, 
A  happy  world  above, 

Beyond  the  starry  regions, 

Built  by  the  God  of  love  : 
An  everlasting  temple, 

And  saints  array'd  in  white, 
They  serve  their  o-reat  Redeemer, 

They  dwell  with  him  in  light. 

2.  This  is  no  world  of  trouble, 
The  God  of  peace  is  there, 

He  wipes  away  their  sorrows, 
He  banishes  their  care  ; 


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Their  joys  arc  still  increasi 

Their  songs  are  ever  new, 
They  praise  the  eternal  Father, 
Tne  Son  and  Spirit  too. 

3.  The  meanest  child  of  glory 

Outshines  the  radiant  sun  ; 
But  who  can  speak  the  splendour 

Of  that  eternal  throne, 
Where  Jesus  sits  exalted, 

In  godlike  majesty  ? 
The  eiders  fall  before  him, 

The  angels  bend  the  knee. 

4.1s  this  the  man  of  sorrows, 

Who  stood  at  Pilate's  bar, 
Condemn'd  by  haughty  Herod, 

And  by  his  men  of  war  ? 
He  seems  a  mighty  conqueror, 

Who  spoil'd  the  powers  below, 
And  ransom'd  many  captives 

From  everlasting  wo. 

5.  The  hosts  of  saints  around  him, 
Proclaim  his  work  of  ojrace  ; 

The  patriarchs  and  prophets, 
And  all  the  godly  race  ; 

Who  speak  of  fiery  trials, 
And  tortures  on  "their  way, 

They  came  from  tribulation, 
To  everlasting  day. 

6.  Now  with  a  holy  transport, 
They  tell  their  sufferings  o'er, 

Their  tears  and  their  temptations, 
And  all  the  pains  they  bore  ; 

They  turn  and  bow  to  Jesus, 
Who  gained  their  liberty  : 

Amid  our  fiercest  dangers, 
Our  lives  are  hid  in  thee- 


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7.  Long  time  I  was  invited 

To  gain  that  heav'nly  rest ; 
Grace  made  no  hard  condition, 

'Twas  only  to  be  bless'd  ; 
But  earth's  bewitching  pleasures 

Inclined  me  long  to  stay  ; 
I  sought  her  dreams  and  shadows, 

And  joys  that  pass  away. 

9.  But  now  it  is  my  purpose 

The  better  way  to  find  ; 
To  serve  my  great  Creator, 

And  leave  my  sins  behind  ; 
In  guilt's  seducing  mazes 

I  will  no  longer  roam  ; 
I'll  give  my  soul  to  Jesus, 

Who  brings  the  ransom'd  home. 

9.  And  what  shall  be  my  journey, 

How  long  I'll  stay  below, 
Or  what  shall  be  my  trials, 

Are  not  for  me  to  know  : 
In  every  day  of  trouble, 

I'll  raise  my  thoughts  on  high  ; 
I'll  think  of  the  bright  temple, 

And  crowns  above  the  sky. 


HYMN  75.  L.  M. 

1.  YE  saints  of  Jesus  courage  take, 
Having  enlisted,  nexer  look  back  ; 
We're  sure  to  find  the  Lord  at  hand, 
While  marching  to  the  promis'd  land. 

CHORUS. 

This  is  the  way  to  heaven,  hallelujah,  fyc. 

2.  Behold  with  joy  from  whence  we  came ! 
We've  passed  thro'  storms  and  fiery  flames ; 


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I'ia  vain  hath  Satan  made  his  stand, 
To  keep  us  from  the  promis'd  land. 

This  is  the  way  to  heaven,  fyc. 

3.  We're  traveling  through  the  wilderness, 
And  bound  for  everlasting  bliss  ; 
By  faith  in  God  we  firm  can  stand, 
And  march  away  to  the  promis'd  land. 

This  is  the  way  to  heaven,  l;c. 

A..  Our  enemies  of  every  kind, 
O  may  we  daily  leave  behind  : 
Protected  by  our  Saviour's  hand  : 
We're  sure  to  reach  the  promis'd  land. 

This  is  the  way  to  heaven,  fyc-. 

5.  While  on  our  journey  here  below, 
We  look  beyond  this  vale  of  wo, 

And  pray  and  wait  till  Christ  shall  send, 
To  take  us  to  the  promis'd  land. 

This  is  the  way  to  heaven,  fyc. 

Q.  Tho'  storms  may  rise,  and  thunders  roll, 
Convulse  the  globe  from  pole  to  pole, 
Undaunted  still  our  souls  shall  stand, 
For  soon  we'll  reach  the  promis'd  land. 

This  is  the  way  to  heaven,  tfC, 

7.  Quickly  we'll  cress  the  rolling  flood 
Divided  by  the  rod  of  God  ; 
Then  shall  our  Joshua  demand, 
Possession  of  the  promis'd  land. 

Then  we  shall  reign  in  heaven,  fyc. 

S.  Our  fellow  pilgrims  there  shall  meet, 
And  brethren  shall  each  other  greet, 
Admiring  angels  round  us  stand, 
And  welcome  home  to  the  promis'd  land. 
Then  we  shall  shout  in  heaven,  fyc. 

9.  All  tear3  shall  then  be  wip'd  away, 
For  there's  no  sorrow  night  nor  day ; 


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But  all  unite  to  adore  the  hand, 
That  brought  us  safe  to  the^  promised  land. 
Then  we  shall  reign  for  ever,  $-c. 

iO.The  wearied  trav'ller  then  shall  rest, 
His  spirit  with  the  ever-blest ; 
And  ever  praise  the  God  who  plann'd, 
The  way  to  obtain  the  promised  land. 

There  we  shall  reign  far  ever,  &{C. 

HYMN  76.  C.  M. 

On  the  death  of  a  Believer. 

1.  IN  vain  my  fancy  strives  to  paint 
The  moment  after  death, 

The  glories  that  surround  the  saints, 
When  yielding  up  their  breath. 

2.  One  gentle  sigh  their  fetters  breaks  ; 
We  scarce  can  sny,  "  They're  gone  !" 

Before  the  willing  spirit  takes 
Her  mansion  near  the  throne. 

3.  Faith  strives,  but  all  its  efforts  fail, 
To  trace  her  in  her  flight ; 

.No  eye  can  pierce  within  the  veil 
Which  hides  the  world  of  light. 

4.  Thus  much,  and  this  is  all  we  know, 
They  are  completely  blest, 

Have  done  with  sin,  and  care,  and  wo, 
And  with  their  Saviour  rest. 

5.  On  harps  of  gold  they  praise  his  name, 
His  face  they  always' view  : 

Then  let  us  foilow'rs"be  of  them, 
That  we  may  praise  him  too. 

tf.  Their  faith  and  patience,  love  and  zeal. 

Should  make  their  mem'ry  dear ; 
And  Lord,  do  thou  the  prayers  fulfil, 

They  offered  for  us  here. 


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7.  While  they  have  gain'd,  we  losers  are, 

We  miss  them  day  by  day  ; 
But  thou  can'st  every  breach  repair, 

And  wipe  our  tears  away. 

S.  We  pray  as  in  Elisha's  case, 

When  g  re  at  Elijah  went, 
May  double  portions  of  thy  grace,, 

To  us  who  stay  be  sent. 


HYMN  77.  P.  ML 

1.  COME,  my  soul,  and  let  us  try, 
For  a  little  season, 

Ev'ry  burden  to  lay  by 

Come,  and  let  us  reason. 
What  is  this  that  casts  you  down : 

Who  are  those  that  grieve  you  ? 
Speak  and  let  the  worst  be  known. 

Speaking  may  relieve  you. 

2.  Christ  by  faith  I  sometimes  see. 
Then  it  doth  relieve  me  ; 

But  my  sins  return  again, 
They  are  they  that  grieve  me  ; 

Troubled  like  trie  restless  sea, 
Feeble,  faint,  and  fearful ; 

Plung'd  in  sin,  a  sore  disease, 
How  can  I  be  cheerful. 

3.  Think  on  what  your  Saviour  bore 
In  the  orloomv  garden, 

Sweating  blood  from  every  pore, 

To  procure  thy  pardon. 
See  him  stretch'd  upon  the  wood. 

Bleeding,  groaningv  crying. 
SurFring  all  the  wrath  of  God. 

vrreaning,  gasping,  dying. 


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HYMN  78.  C.  M. 

1.  COME,  humble  sinner,  in  whose  breast 
A  thousand  thoughts  revolve  ; 

Come  with  your  guilt  and  fear  oppressed, 
And  make  this  last  resolve  : — 

2.  "  I'll  go  to  Jesus,  though  my  sins 
Have  like  a  mountain  rose  ; 

I  know  his  courts,  I'll  enter  in, 
Whatever  me  oppose. 

3. "  Prostrate  I'll  lie  before  his  throne, 

And  there  my  guilt  confess  : 
I'll  tell  him  I'm"  a  wretch  undone, 

Without  his  sov'reign  grace. 

4.  "  I'll  to  my  gracious  king  approach, 
Whose  sceptre  pardon  gives, 

Perhaps  he  may  command  a  touch, 
And  then  the  suppliant  lives. 

5.  "  Perhaps  he  may  admit  my  plea, 
Perhaps  he'll  hear  my  prayer, 

But  if  I  perish,  I  will  pray, 
And  perish  only  there." 

6.  "  I  can't  but  perish  if  I  go, 
I  am  resolved  to  try, 

For  if  I  stay  away,  Tknow 
I  must  for  ever  die." 


HYMN  79.  P.  M. 

1.  FROM  Egypt  lately  fled, 

By  the  Redeemer's  grace  ! 
A  rough  and  thorny  path  we  tread, 
In  hopes  to  see  his  face. 

Hallelujah, 
We  are  on  our  journey  home* 


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2.  The  flesh  dislikes  the  way, 
But  faith  approves  it  well  : 

This  only  leads  to  endless  day, 
All  others  lead  to  hell. 

Hallelujah, 
We  are  on  our  journey  farm*. 

3.  The  promised  land  of  peace, 
Faith  keeps  in  constant  view  ; 

How  different  from  the  wilderness, 
We  now  are  passing  through. 

Hallelujah, 
We  are  on  our  journey  home. 

4.  Here  often  from  our  eyes, 

Clouds  hide  the  light  divine  ;  ^ 

There  we  shall  have  unclouded  skies,    ' 
Our  sun  will  always  shine. 

Hallelujah, 
We  are  on  our  journey  home, 

5.  Here  griefs,  and  cares,  and  pains, 
And  fears  distress  us  sore  ; 

But  there  eternal  pleasure  reigns,     * 
And  we  shall  weep  no  more. 

Hallelujah, 
We  are  on  our  journey  home. 

HYMN  80.  C.  M. 

1.  IN  all  my  Lord's  appointed  ways, 
My  journey  I'll  pursue  ; 

Hinder  me  not,  ye  much  lov'd  saints, 
For  I  must  go  with  you. 

2.  Though  floods  and  flames,  if  Jesus  leads, 
I'll  follow  where  he  goes  : 

Hinder  me  not,  shall  be  my  cry, 
Though  earth  and  hell  oppose. 

3.  Through  duty  and  through  trials  too, 
111  go  at  his  "command, 

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Hinder  me  not,  lor  I  am  bound 
To  my  Immanuel's  land. 

4.  And  when  my  Saviour  calls  me  home, 

Still  this  my  cry  shall  be, 
•:  Hinder  me  not,  come  welcome  death, 

I'll  gladly  go  with  thee." 


HYMN  81.  P.  M. 

Composed  by  a  friend. 

Christ  the  Physician  of  Souls. 

Tune — "  Come  my  soul  and  let  us  try.'* 

1.  FRIENDS  of  Jesus  come  and  dwell 
Awhile  with  Christ  your  treasure, 

Gome  and  let  your  bosoms  swell 
With  heaven  enrapt'ring  pleasure. 

Sinners  who  with  folly  side, 
Leave  your  scenes  of  pleasure, 

Gome  and  with  your  Christ  abide, 
He's  an  endless  treasure. 

2.  Sinners  come  and  know  awhile 
The  purest  joy  of  feeling, 

Come  receive  a  Saviour's  smile, 
And  prove  his  power  of  healing,. 

He  can  calm  the  soul  to  rest, 
Sooth  the  force  of  anguish, 

Every  one  is  freely  blest, 
Who  for  Christ  cloth  languish. 

8.  Hushed  in  every  inward  fear. 

Every  sorrow's  banished, 
Silenced  every  troubling  care  j 

Every  grief  is  vanished. 
Joy  supreme,  within  the  soul, 

Knows  no  bounds  to  pleasure. 
For  the  heart  without  control, 

Feeds  on  Christ  her  treasure. 


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4.  Drink  again,  my  soul,  of  lo\e/ 

Enjoy  the  sweets  of  feeling. 
Dwell  on  Christ,  who  reigns  above; 

And  owns  the  art  of  healing  ; 
Let  the  heavenly  calm  of  love 

Be  thy  choicest  treasure  ; 
Go,  my  soul,  for  ever  more 

With  Christ  in  scenes  of  pleasure. 

HYMN  82.  P.  M. 

1.  HITHER,  ye  faithful,  haste  with  songs  of 

triumph, 
To  Bethlehem  go,  the  Lord  of  life  to  meet : 
To  you  this  day,  is  born  a  Prince  and  Saviour, 
Oh  come,  and  let  us  worship  at  his  feet. 

2.  Oh  Jesus!  for  such  wond'rous  condescension. 
Our  praise   and    rev'rence    are   an  ofFring 

et ; 
Now  word    made    flesh    and    dwells 

amoo  . 
Oh  come,  and  let  us  worship  at  his  feet. 

3.  Shout  his  almighty  name,  ye  choirs  of  angels, 
Let  the  celestial  courts  his  praise  repeat ; 

Unto  our  God  be  glory  in  the  highest, 
Oh  come,  and  let  us  worship  at  his  feet. 

HYMN  83.  P.  M. 

1.  NAY,  I  cannot  let  thee  go, 
'Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow  ; 
Do  not  turn  a  v.  face, 
Mine's  an  urgent,  pressing  case. 

2.  Dost  thou  ask  me  who  I  am? 

Ah  !  my  Lord,  thou  know'st  my  name  ; 
Yet  the  question  <rives  a  plea, " 
To  support  my  suit  with  thee. 


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3.  Thou  didst  once  a  wretch  behold, 
In  rebellion  blindly  bold, 

Scorn  thy  grace,  thy  pow'r  defy, 
That  poor  rebel,  Lord,  was  I. 

4.  Once  a  sinner,  near  despair, 
Sought  thy  mercy-seat  by  pray'r  ,; 
Mercy  heard,  and  set  him  free, 
Lord,  that  mercy  came  to  me. 

5.  Many  years  have  pass'd  since  then, 
Many  changes  I  have  seen ; 

Yet  I've  been  upheld  'till  now, 
Who  could  hold  me  up  but  thou? 

6.  Thou  hast  help'd  in  ev'ry  need, 
This  emboldens  me  to  plead  ; 
After  so  much  mercy  past, 
Canst  thou  let  me  sink  at  last? 

7.  No,  I  must  maintain  my  hold, 
'Tis  thy  goodness  makes  me  bold ; 
I  can  no  denial  take, 

When  I  plead  for  Jesu's  sake. 

HYMN  84.  C.  M. 

1.  MY  God  was  with  me  all  the  night, 
And  gave  me  sweet  repose  ; 

His  angels  watch'd  me  while  I  slept, 
Or  I  had  never  rose. 

2.  Now  for  the  mercies  of  the  night, 
My  humble  thanks  I'll  pay, 

And  unto  God  I'll  dedicate 
The  first  fruits  of  the  day. 

3.  In  pressing  dangers,  fears,  and  death, 
Thy  goodness  I'll  adore, 

And  praise  thee  for  thy  mercies  past, 
And  humbly  hope  for  more. 


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4.  My  life,  if  thou  preserve  my  life, 
Thy  sacrifice  shall  be  : 

And  death,  when  death  must  be  my  lot, 
Shall  join  my  soul  to  thee. 

HYMN  85.  C.  If. 

lt£P®  counts  the  sorrows  of  his  saints. 

I  heir  groans  affect  his  ears  : 
He  has  a  book  for  their  complaints, 

A  bottle  for  their  tears. 

2.  The  Lord  can  clear  the  darkest  skies. 

Can  five  us  day  for  night, 
.Make  drops  of  sacred  sorrow  rise 

To  rivers  of  delight. 

3'  mf-ii11?08?.  who  sow  in  sadness,  wait 

1  ill  the  fair  harvest  come  ; 
They  shall  confess  their  sheaves  are  ffreat. 
And  shout  the  blessing  home.  l 

HYMN  86.  P.  M. 

1.  THE  gospel's  joyful  sound 

Is  music  in  my  ears  ; 
In  Jesus  I  have  found 

Relief  from  all  my  fears, 
Darkness  to  light  does  now  give  place, 
And  all  things  wear  a  different  face. 

2.  Since  God  is  reconcil'd, 

I  fear  no  dire  alarms  ; 
He  owns  me  for  his  child, 
And  clasps  me  in  his  arms, 
iransported  with  seraphic  joy, 
I  Father,  Abba  Father,  cry. 

5.  I  cannot  fear  the  law, 

Its  thunders  now  may  roar, 


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Since  I  my  Saviour  saw, 
They  can  affright  no  more. 
On  wings  of  love  I  mount,  I  fly, 
And  Father,  Abba  Father,  cry. 

4.  Death  too  has  lost  his  sting, 

And  wears  a  smiling  face  ; 
I  hope  to  shout  and  sing, 

Ev'n  in  his  cold  embrace  ; 
He'll  close  my  eyes  and  shut  my  ears. 
But  cannot  rouse  my  guilty  fears. 

5.  When  through  the  flaming  sky, 

I  see  the  judge  descend, 
I'll  Abba  Father  cry, 

And  hail  him  as  my  friend. 
While  standing  in  the  gospel  light, 
There's  nothing  can  my  soul  affright. 

6.  Now  let  my  flowing  eyes 

Run  down  with  grateful  tears, 
Since  free  adopting  grace, 

Has  banished  all  my  fears  : 
And  still  my  sinful  self  denv  ; 
When  I  express  the  heav'n  born  cry. 

7.  No  more  let  me  return, 

Benealii  the  galling  yoke, 
Or  e'er  embrace  those  chains, 

Which  grace  divine  has  broke. 
Let  Abba  Father  be  my  cry. 
In  time  and  in  eternity. 

JHYMN  87-  C.  M. 

1.  IN  evil  long  I  took  delight, 

Unaw'd  by  shame  or  fear, 
Till  a  new  object  struck  my  sight 

And  stopt  my  wild  caroer. 


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2.  I  saw  one  banging  on  a  tree, 

In  agonies  of  blooa  ; 
He  fixed  his  languid  eyes  on  me, 

As  near  his  cross  I  stood. 

S.  Sure  never  till  my  latest  breath, 

Shall  I  forget  that  look, 
\1p  seem'd  to  charge  me  with  his  death, 

Though  not  a  word  he  spoke. 

4.  My  conscience  felt  and  own'd  the  guilt. 
And  plung'd  me  in  despair  : 

I  saw  my  sins  his  blood  had  spilt, 
And  help'd  to  nail  him  there. 

5.  Alas  !  I  knew  not  what  I  did, 
But  now  my  tears  are  vain  ; 

Wh^re  shall  my  trembling  soul  be  hid. 
For  I  the  Lord  have  slam. 

6.  A  second  look  he  gave  which  said, 
I  freely  all  forgive  ;    { 

This  blood  is  for  thy  ransom  paid  ; 
I  die  that  thou  may'st  live. 

7.  With  pleasing  grief  and  mournful  joy, 
My  spirit  now  were  fill'd 

That  I  should  such  a  life  destrov, 
Yet  live  by  him  I  kill'd. 

HYMN  88.  L.  M. 

1. 1  KNOW  that  my  Redeemer  lives, 
What  comfort  this  sweet  sentence  gives  j 
He  lives,  he  lives,  who  once  was  dead, 
He  lives  my  everlasting  head! 

2.  He  lives  triumphant  from  the  grave, 
He  lives  eternally  to  save, 
He  lives  and  while  he  lives  Til  sincr, 
He  lives  my  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King, 


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3<  He  lives  to  bless  me  with  his  love, 
He  lives  to  plead  for  me  above  ; 
Jie  lives  my  hungry  soul  to  feed, 
He  lives  to  help  m  time  of  need. 

4.  He  lives  to  grant  me  rich  supply, 
He  lives  to  guide  me  with  his  eye ; 
He  lives  to  comfort  me  when  faint, 
He  lives  to  hear  my  soul's  complaint. 

5.  He  lives  and  grants  me  daily  breath, 
He  lives  and  I  shall  conquer  death  ; 
He  lives  my  mansion  to  prepare, 

He  lives  to  bring  me  safely  there ! 

6.  He  lives  all  glory  to  his  name ! 
He  lives  my  Jesus  still  the  same ; 
O  the  sweet  joy  the  sentence  give% 
T  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives. 


HYMN  89.  P.  M. 

■3L  YE  virgin  souls  arise, 

With  all  the  dead  awake, 
Unto  salvation  wise, 

Oil  in  your  vessels  take  : 
Upstarting  at  the  midnight  cry, 
Behold  your  heavenly  bridegroom  nigk. 

3.  He  comes,  he  comes,  to  call 

The  nations  to  his  bar, 
And  take  to  glory  all 

Who  meet  for  glory  are  : 
Make  ready  for  your  full  reward, 
Go  forth  with  joy  to  meet  your  Lord. 

3.  Go,  meet  him  in  the  sky, 

Your  everlasting  friend— 
Your  head  to  glorify, 

With  &!!  Ms  saints  ascend  : 


Ye  pure  in  heart,  obtain  the  grace 
To  see,  without  a  veil,  his  lace. 

4.  Ye  that  have  here  received 

The  unction  from  above, 
And  in  his  spirit  liv'd, 

And  thirsted  for  his  love  : 
Jesus  shall  claim  vou  for  his  bride  : 
Rejoice  with  ail  the  sanctified. 

ice  in  glorious  hope 
Of  that  great  day,  unknown, 
When  you  shall  be  caught  up 
To  siand  before  his  throne ; 
Called  to  partake  the  marriage  feast, 
And  lean  on  our  Imraanuers  Dreast. 

6.  The  everlasting  doors 

I  soon  the  saints  receive, 
Witn  seraphs,  thrones,  and  powers, 

In  glorious  joy  to  live  : 
And  far  from  sorrow,  pain,  and  sin, 
With  God  eternally  shut  in. 

7.  Then  let  us  wait  to  hear 

The  trumpet's  welcome  sound, 
To  see  our  Lord  appear, 

May  we  be  watching  found  ! 
Enrob'd  in  righteousness  divine, 
In  which  the  Dride  shall  ever  shine. 


HYMN  90.  P.  M. 

I.  DEAREST  Jesus  :  though  unseen, 
My  believing  heart  must  love  thee  ; 

Poor  despised  Nazarene, 

A  true  and  constant  friend  I  prove  thee  I 

Sinking  in  thy  balmy  name, 
O  how  I  love  my  dearest  Lamb 
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2.  Night  and  day  I  vent  my  sigh, 
Languishing  to  see  my  Saviour, 

With  warm  heart  and  wond'ring  eye. 

I  view  my  dying  Lord  for  ever  : 
Here  I  always  would  abide, 
O  this  I  choose  and  nought  beside 

3.  Like  the  widow'd  turtle  dove, 

I,  dear  lovely  Lamb,  mourn  for  thee  : 
Pants  my  soul  thy  love  to  prove, 

Crying,  O  my  God  restore  me, 
To  thy  presence  sweet  and  fair, 
O  how  I  long  to  meet  thee  there. 

4.  Every  moment  seems  an  age, 
'Till  thy  presence  shall  relieve  me, 

'Till  thy  grace  my  woes  assuage, 

And  thy  absence  no  more  grieve  me : 
Welcome,  welcome,  bleeding  Lamb, 
O  how  thy  presence  feeds  the  flame 

5.  O'er  the  hills  I  see  him  come, 
Quick  as  darts  and  piercing  lightning. 

Scattered  o'er  the  horrid  gloom, 

All  thy  joys  are  quick  and  bright'ning. 
Welcome',  welcome,  bleeding  Lamb, 
O  how  I  love  thy  dearest  name. 

HYMN  91.  C.  ML 

1.  YONDER— amazing  sight !—  I  see 
The  incarnate  Son  of  God, 

Expiring  on  the  accursed  tree, 
And  welt'ring  in  his  blood. 

2.  Behold  a  purple  torrent  run, 
Down  from  his  hands  and  head  : 

The  crimson  tide  puts  out  the  sun ; 
His  groans  awake  the  dead. 


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3.  The  trembling  earth,  the  darken'd  sky, 
Proclaim  the  truth  aloud  ; 

And  with  the  amaz'd  centurion  cry, 
u  This  is  the  Son  of  God." 

4.  So  great,  so  vast  a  sacrifice 
Mav  well  ray  hope  revive  : 

If  Go'd's  own  Son  thus  bleeds  and  dies, 
The  sinner  sure  may  live. 

5.  O  that  these  cords  of  love  divine, 
Might  draw  me,  Lord,  to  thee  ! 

Thou  hast  my  heart,  it  shall  be  thine— 
Thine  it  shall  ever  be  ! 


HYMN  92.  P.  M. 

1.  ANGELS,  roll  the  rock  away, 
Death  yield  up  thy  mighty  prey  ; 
See !  lie  rises  from  ^he  tomb, 
Glowing  with  immortal  bloom. 

Hallelujah. 

2.  'Tis  the  Saviour,  angels  raise 
Fame's  eternal  trump  of  praise  ; 
Let  the  earth's  remotest  bound 
Hear  the  joy-inspiring  sound. 

Hallelujah. 

3.  Now,  ye  saints,  lift  up  your  eyes, 
Now  to  glory  see  him  rise, 

In  long  triumph  up  the  sky, 
Up  to  waiting  worlds  on  high. 

Halhlujah. 

4.  Heav'n  displays  her  portal  wide, 
Glorious  Saviour,  through  them  ride  : 
King  of  glory,  mount  thy  throne, 

.    Thy  great  Father's  and  thy  own. 

'Hallelujah. 


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5.  Praise  him,  all  ye  heav'nly  choirs, 
Praise  and  sweep  your  golden  lyres ; 
Shout,  O  earth,  in  Yapt'rous  song, 
Let  the  strains  be  sweet  and  strong. 

Hallelujah. 

6.  Ev'ry  note  with  wonders  swell, 
Sin  overthrown,  and  captiv'd  hell ; 
Where  is  hell's  once  dreaded  king  ? 
Where,  O  death,  thy  mortal  sting  ? 

Hallelujah, 

HYMN  93.  L.  M. 

1.  ALL  hail  the  power  of  Jesu's  name  ! 
Let  angels  prostate  fall, 

Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
To  crown  him  Lord  of  ail. 

2.  Let  high-born  seraphs  tune  the  lyre. 
And  as  they  tune  it  fall 

Before  his  face  who  tunes  their  choir, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

3.  Crown  him,  ye  morning  stars  of  light. 
He  fix'd  this  floating  ball ; 

Now  hail  the  strength  of  Israel's  might. 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

4.  Crown  him  ye  martyrs  of  your  God, 
Who  from  his  altar  call ; 

Extol  the  stem  of  Jesse's  rod, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

5.  Ye  seed  of  Israel's  chosen  race, 
Ye  ransom'd  of  the  fall, 

Hail  him  who  saves  you  by  his  grace, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

6.  Hail  him,  ye  heirs  of  David's  line 
Whom  David  Lord  did  call  ; 


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The  God  incarnate,  man  divine. 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

7.  vSinners  !  whose  love  can  ne'er  forge* 

The  wormwood  and  the  gall, 
Go — spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet, 

And  crown  him  Lord  of  all 

3.  Let  ev'ry  tribe,  and  ev'ry  tongue, 

That  hear  the  Saviour's  call, 
Now  shout  an  universal  song, 

And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

HYMN  94.  L.  M. 

1.  DIDST  thou,  dear  Jesus,  suffer  shame. 
And  bear  the  cross  for  me  ? 

And  shall  I  fear  to  own  thy  name, 
Or  shall  I  basely  flee  r  " 

2.  Forbid  it  Lord  that  I  should  dread, 
To  suffer  shame  and  loss  ; 

Oh  !  let  me  in  thv  footsteps  tread. 
And  glory  in  thy  cross. 

3.  Inspire  my  soul  with  love  divine, 
And  holy  courage  hold  : 

Let  knowfedge,  faith,  and  meekness  shine, 
Nor  love,  nor  zeal  grow  cold. 

4.  Say  to  my  soul,  why  dost  thou  fear 
The  faceof  feeble  man? 

Behold  thy  heav'nly  captain's  here, 
Before  thee  in  the  van. 

5.  Oh  !  howr  my  soul  would  rise  and  run, 

At  this  reviving  word  ; 
Nor  any  painful  suff'rings  shun, 
To  follow  thee  my  Lord. 

6.  Let  sinful  men  reproach,  defame 
And  call  roe  what  they  will, 


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lf  I  "W  blorify  thy  name, 
And  be  thy  servant  still. 

HYMN  95.  P.  M. 

I.  COME,  Holy  Ghost,  my  soul  inspire, 
Bear  witness  that  I'm  born  a*ain  ; 

Come,  and  baptize  me,  Lord,  with  fire, 
Nor  let  a  doubt  or  cloud  remain ; 

i-Tive  me  the  sense  of  sin  forgiv'n, 

Sweet  foretaste  of  approaching  heav'n. 

2*Su  !  £ive  me  the  ^disputable  seal, 
1  hat  ascertains  the  kingdom  mine  : 
1  rue  holiness  I  long  to  feel, 
,^  i h« ^nature  oflove  divine: 
Oh  !  sned  it  in  my  heart  abroad, 
h  ulness  oflove,  of  heav'n,  of  God  ! 

HYMN  96.  P.  M. 

1.  HARK  !  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  sound 
,    My  ears  attend  the  cry  : 

"  Ye  Jiving  men,  come  view  the  ground. 
Where  you  must  shortly  lie. 

2.  "  Princes,  this  clay  must  be  your  bed 
In  spite  of  all  your  towers  ! 

The  tall,  the  wise,  the  reverend  head, 
Must  lie  as  low  as  ours." 

3.  Great  God  !  is  this  our  certain  doom  ? 
And  are  we  still  secure  ? 

Still  walking  downward  to  the  tomb, 
And  yet  prepare  no  more  ? 

4.  Grant  us  the  power  of  quick'ninor  grace, 
To  fit  our  souls  to  fly :  S         ' 

Then,  when  we  drop  this  dying  flesh. 
We'll  r;?c  above  the  sky. 


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HYMN  97.  S.  M. 

1.  AND  will  the  jud^e  descend  ? 
And  must  the  dead  arise  ? 

And  not  a  single  soul  escape 
His  all  discerning  eyes  ? 

2.  And  from  his  righteous  lips 
Shall  this  dread  sentence  sound  : 

And  through  the  numerous  guilty  throng, 
Spread  black  despair  around. 

3.  M  Depart  from  me  accurs'd, 
To  everlasting  rlarne, 

For  rebel  angels  first  preparM 
Where  mercy  never  came." 

4.  How  will  my  heart  endure 
The  terrorsof  that  day  : 

When  earth  and  heav'n, "before  his  face^ 
Aitonish'd  shrink  av 

5.  But  ere  that  trumpet  shakes 
The  mansions  of  the  dead  ; 

Hark,  from  the  gospel's  cheering  soimd: 
What  joyful  tidings  spread  '. 

6.  Ye  sinners,  seek  his  graco. 
Whose  wrath  ye  cannot  hear  : 

Fly  to  the  shelter  of  his  cross. 
And  find  salvation  there. 

7.  So  shall  that  curse  remove, 
By  which  the  Saviour  bled  ; 

And  the  last  awful  day  shall  pour 
His  blessings  on  your  head. 

HYMN  OS.  L.  M. 

1.  COME,  gracious  Spirit,  heav'nly  Dove, 
With  light  and  comfort  from  above  : 


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Be  thou  our  guardian,  thou  our  guide, 
O'er  every  thought  and  step  preside. 

2.  Conduct  us  safe,  conduct  us  far 
From  every  sin  and  hurtful  snare ; 
Lead  to  thy  word  that  rules  must  give, 
And  teach  us  lessons  how  to  live. 

3.  The  light  of  truth  to  us  display, 

And  make  us  know  and  choose  thy  way ; 
Plant  holy  fears  in  ev'ry  heart, 
That  we  from  God  may  never  depart. 

4.  Lead  us  to  holiness,  the  road 

That  we  must  take  to  dwell  with  God  : 
Lead  us  to  Christ,  the  living  way, 
Nor  let  us  from  his  pastures  stray. 

5.  Lead  us  to  God,  our  final  rest, 
In  his  enjoyment  to  be  bless'd  : 
Lead  us  to  heav'n,  the  seat  of  bliss 
Where  pleasure  in  perfection  is. 

HYMN  99.  L.  M. 

1.  O  MAY  I  worthy  prove  to  see 
The  saints  in  full  prosperity  ; 

To  see  the  bright,  the  glitt'ring  bride, 
Close  seated  by  her  Saviour's  side. 

Hallelujah. 

2.  O  may  I  find  some  humble  seat, 
Beneath  my  dear  Redeemer's  feet ; 
A  servant  as  before  I've  been, 
And  sing  salvation  to  my  king. 

Hallelujah* 

3.  I'm  glad  that  I  am  born  to  die, 
From  grief  and  wo  my  soul  shall  fly, 
Bright  angels  shall  convey  me  home, 
Away  to  new  Jerusalem. 

Halleluiah 


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4.  HI  praise  my  maker  while  iVe  breathy 
I  hope  to  praise  him  after  death, 

I  hope  to  praise  him  when  I  die, 
And  shout  salvation  as  I  fly. 

Hallelujah, 

5.  Farewell,  vain  world,  I'm  going  home, 
My  Saviour  smiles  and  bids  me  come ; 
Sweet  ansrels  beckon  me  away, 

To  sing  Gfod's  praise  in  endless  dav. 

HallelujaJu 

6. 1  soon  shall  pass  the  veil  of  death, 
And  in  his  arms  I'll  lose  my  breath ; 
And  then  my  happy  soul  shall  tell 
My  Jesus  has  done  all  things  well. 

Halldujaji. 

7. 1  soon  shall  hear  the  awful  sound, 
Awake  ye  nations  under  ground  : 
Arise  and  drop  your  dying  shrouds, 
And  meet  king  Jesus  in  the  clouds. 

Hallelujah. 

8.  When  to  that  blessed  world  I  rise, 
And  join  the  anthems  in  the  skies, 
This  note  above  the  rest  shall  swell, 
My  Jesus  has  done  all  things  well. 

Hallelujah. 

9.  Then  shall  I  see  my  blessed  God, 
And  praise  him  in  tiis  bright  abode  ; 
My  theme  through  all  eternity, 
Shall  glory,  glory,  glory  be. 

Hallelujah. 

HYMN  100.  C.  M. 

1.  MORTALS  awake,  with  angels  join. 

And  chant  the  solemn  lay  ; 
.Toy,  love,  and  gratitude  combine, 

To  hail  the  auspicious  day. 


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2.  In  heaVn  the  rapt'rous  song  began, 
While  sweet  seraphic  fire, 

Through  all  the  shining  legions  ran, 
And  tun'd  the  golden  lyre. 

3.  Swift  through  the  vast  expanse  it  flew, 
And  loud  the  echo  rolPd ; 

The  theme,  the  song,  the  joy  was  new  : 
'Twas  more  than  heav'n  could  hold. 

4.  Down  through  the  portals  of  the  sky 
The  impetuous  torrent  ran. 

And  angels  flew  with  eager  joy 
To  bear  the  news  to  man. 

5.  Wrapt  in  the  silence  of  the  night 
Lay  all  the  eastern  world, 

When  bursting,  glorious,  heav'nly  light 
The  wondrous  scene  unfurl'd. 

6.  Hark !  the  cherubic  armies  shout, 
And  glory  leads  the  song  : 

Good-will  and  peace  are  heard  throughout 
The  harmonious,  heav'nly  throng. 

7.  Hail  prince  of  life,  for  ever  hail ! 
Redeemer,  brother,  friend  ! 

Tho'  earth,  and  time,  and  life  should  fail, 
Thy  praise  shall  never  end. 

HYMN  101.  C.  M. 

1.  WHEN  languor  and  disease  invade 
This  trembling  house  of  clay, 

?Tis  sweet  to  look  beyond  my  pains, 
And  long  to  fly  away. 

2.  Sweet  to  look  inward,  and  attend 
The  whispers  of  his  love  ; 

Sweet  to  look  upwards  to  the  placo 
Where  Jesus  pleads  above. 


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3.  Sweet  to  look  back,  and  see  my  name 
In  life's  fair  book  set  down  : 

Sweet  to  look  forward,  and  behold 
Eternal  joys  my  own. 

4.  Sweet  to  reflect  how  grace  divine 
My  sins  on  Jesus  laid T 

Sweet  to  remember  that  his  blood 
lfy  debt  of  sufPring  paid. 

5.  Sweet  in  his  righteousness  to  stand. 
Which  saves  from  second  death ; 

Sweet  to  experience  day  by  day, 
His  Spirit's  quickening  breath. 

eet  in  his  faithfulness  to  res:. 
Whose  love  can  never  end  ; 
Sweet  on  his  covenant  of  grace 
For  ail  things  to  depend. 

7.  If  such  the  sweetness  of  the  stre  • 

What  must  the  fountain  be, 
Where  saints  and  angels  draw  their  bliss 

Immediately  from  th 

HYMN  100.  C.  M. 

1.  SWEET  to  rejoice  in  lively  hope. 
That  when  my  change  shall  come, 

Angels  shall  liover  round  my  bed, 
And  waft  my  spirit  home. 

2.  There  shall  my  disembodied  soul 
View  Jesus  and  adore  ; 

Be  with  his  likeness  satisfy'd. 
And  grieve  and  sin  no  more. 

3.  Shall  see  him  wear  that  very  flesh 
On  which  my  guilt  was  lain  ; 

His  love  intense^his  merit  fresh, 
As  though  Dut  newly  slain. 


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4.  Soon  too,  my  slumb'ring  dust  shall  hear 
The  trumpet's  quick'ning  sound  ; 

And,  by  my  Saviour's  power  rebuilt, 
At  his  right  hand  be  found. 

5.  These  eyes  shall  see  him  in  that  day, 
The  Goa  that  died  for  me  ; 

And  all  my  rising  bones  shall  say, 
Lord,  who  is  like  to  thee  ? 

6.  If  such  the  views  which  grace  unfolds, 
Weak  as  it  is  below, 

What  raptures  must  the  church  above 
In  Jesu's  presence  know  ! 

7.  O  may  the  unction  of  these  truths 
For  ever  with  me  stay  ; 

'Till,  from  her  sinful  cage  dismissed, 
My  spirit  flies  away. 


HYMN  103.  C.  M. 

Jk.  IN  ev'ry  trouble  sharp  and  strong* 

My  soul  to  Jesus  flies  ; 
My  anchor-hold  is  firm  in  him, 
When  swelling  billows  rise. 

2.  His  comforts  bear  my  spirits  up, 
I  trust  a  faithful  God, 

The  sure  foundation  of  my  hope, 
Is  in  a  Saviour's  blood. 

3.  Loud  hallelujah  sing,  my  soul, 
To  thy  Redeemer's  name  ; 

In  joy  and  sorrow,  life  and  death, 
His  love  is  still  the  same. 


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HYMN  104.  L.  If.  6—7. 

1.  HEARTS  of  stone,  relent,  relent, 
Break — by  Jesirs  love  subdued, 

See  his  body  mangled,  rent. 

Cover'd  with  a  gore  of  blood ! 
Sinful  soul,  what  nast  thou  done  ? 
Murder'd  God's  eternal  Son  I 

2.  Yes,  our  9ins  have  done  the  deed, 
Drove  the  nails  that  fix  him  here, 

Crown'd  with  thorns  his  sacred  head. 
Pierc'd  him  with  a  soldier's  spear, 
Made  his  soul  a  sacrifice  ; 
For  a  sinful  world  he  dies. 

3.  Shall  we  let  him  die  in  vain  ? 
Still  to  ieath  pursue  our  God  r 

Open  tear  his  wounds  again, 

Trample  on  his  precious  blood. 
No  :  with  all  our  sins  we  part : 
Saviour  take  my  broken  heart. 

HYMN  10o.  C.  M. 

L  SEE  the  Lord  of  glory  dyin?, 
See  him  gasping,  hear  him  crying ; 

See  his  burden'd  bosom  heave  : 
Look  ye  sinners,  you  that  hung  him, 
Look  how  deep  your  sins  have  stung  him  ; 

Dying  sinners  look  and  live. 

2.  See  the  rocks  and  mountains  quaking  ; 
Earth  unto  her  centre  shaking  : 

Natures  groans  awake  the  Bead, 
Look  on  PHaebus  struck  with  wonders, 
While  the  peals  of  legal  thunder, 

Smite  the  dear  Redeemer's  head. 


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3.  Heaven's  bright  melodious  legions, 
Chanting  through  the  tuneful  regions, 

Cease  to  thrill  the  quiv'ring  strings ; 
Songs  seraphic  all  suspended, 
^Tillthe  mighty  war  was  ended, 

By  the  all  victorious  King. 

4.  Hell  and  all  the  powers  infernal, 
Vanquish'd  by  the  King  Eternal, 

When  he  poured  the  vital  flood  : 
By  his  groans  which  shook  creation, 
Lo  I  we  found  a  proclamation ; 

Peace  and  pardon  by  his  blood. 

5.  Shout  ye  saints  with  adoration- 
Fill  with  songs  the  wide  creation, 

Since  he's  risen  from  the  grave  : 
Shout  with  joyful  acclamation, 
To  the  rock  of  your  salvation, 

Who  alone  has  power  to  save. 

6.  Bear  with  patience,  tribulation, 
Overcoming  all  temptation, 

'Till  the  glorious  jubilee  ; 
Then  he'll  come  with  bursts  of  thunderr 
Then  shall  we  adore  and  wonder, 

Singing  on  the  highest  key. 


HYMN  106.  C.  M. 

}.  THRO'  all  the  downward  tracts  of  time. 

God?s  watchful  eye  surveys  ; 
O,  who  so  wise  to  choose  our  lot, 

Or  regulate  our  ways. 

2.  I  cannot  doubt  his  bounteous  love, 
Unmeasurably  kind  : 


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To  his  unerring,  gracious  will, 

Be  ev'ry  wish  resign'd. 

• 
3u  Good  when  he  gives,  supremely  good, 

Nor  less  when  he  denies ; 
Ev'n  crosses  from  his  sov'reign  hand 

Are  blessings  in  disguise. 

4.  In  thv  fair  book  of  life  divine 

My  God,  inscribe  my  name; 
There  let  me  fill  some" humble  place, 

Beneath  the  slaughter'd  Lamb. 

HYMN  107.  P.  If. 

1.  CAST  thy  burdens  on  the  Lord, 
Leave  them  with  thy  Saviour  ; 

He,  (whose  hands  for  thee  were  bor'd.'' 
Can  and  will  deliver. 

2.  Why  should  sorrows  bow  thee  dowr. 
Trials  or  temptation ! 

Is  not  Christ,  upon  the  throney 
Still  thy  strong  salvation  ? 

3.  Roll  thy  burdens  on  the  Lord, 
Leave  them  with  thy  Saviour ; 

He,  (whose  hands  for  thee  were  bor'd/: 
Can  and  will  deliver. 

HYMN  108.  P.  M. 

t.  GUIDE  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah* 
Pilgrim  through  this  barren  land  ; 

I  am  weak,  but  thou  art  mighty — 
Hold  me  with  thy  powerful  hand : 

Bread  of  heaven, 
Feed  me  till  I  want  no  more. 

2.  Open  now  the  crvstal  fountam, 
Whence  the  healing  streams  do  ftow  ; 
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Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar, 
Lead  me  all  my  journey  through  : 

Strong  deliv'rer ! 
Be  thou  still  my  strength  and  shield. 

3.  Feed  me  with  the  heav'nly  manna, 
In  this  barren  wilderness  : 

Be  my  sword,  and  shield,  and  banner^ 
Be  my  robe  of  righteousness  : 

Fight  and  conquer 
All  my  foes  by  sov'reign  grace. 

4.  When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 
Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside  ; 

Poe  to  death,  and  hell's  destruction, 
Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side, 

Songs  of  praises 
I  will  ever  give  to  thee. 


HYMN  109.  C.  M. 

1.  HOW  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 
In  a  believer's  ear  ! 

It  sooths  his  sorrows,  heals  his  wounds, 
And  drives  away  his  fear. 

2.  It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole, 
And  calms  the  troubled  breast; 

'Tis  manna  to  the  hungry  soul, 
And  to  the  weary  rest. 

3.  Dear  name !  the  rock  on  which  I  build, 
My  shield  and  hiding  place  ; 

My  never  failing  treasury,  fill'd 
With  boundless  stores  of  grace. 

4.  Je3us  !  my  shepherd,  husband,  friend, 
Mv  prophet,  priest,  and  king  ; 

My  Lord,  my  life,  my  way,  my  end^ 
Accept  the  praise  1  bring. 


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5.  Weak  is  the  effort  of  my  heart, 
And  cold  my  warmest  thought, 

Bat  when  I  see  thee  as  thou  art, 
I'll  praise  thee  as  I  ought. 

6.  'Till  then  I  would  thy  love  proclaim, 
With  ev'ry  fleeting  breath  : 

And  may  the  music  of  thy  name 
Refresh  my  soul  in  death. 


HYMN  110.  P.  M. 

.BEGONE!  unbelief,  my  Saviour  is  near, 

for  mv  relief  will  surely  appear  : 
By  pray'r  'let  me  wrestle,  and  he  will  per- 
form. 
With   Christ  in  the  vessel,  I  smile  at  the 
storm. 

?.  Tho'  dark  be  my  way,  since  he  is  my  guide, 
-Tis  mine  to  obey,  'tis  his  to  provide  ; 
Though  cisterns  be  broken,  and  creatures  all 

fail, 
The  word  he  has  spoken  will  surely  prevail. 

.  His  love  in  time  past  forbids  me  to  think 
He'll  leave  me  at  last  in  trouble  to  sink  ; 
Each  sweet  Ebenezer  I  have  in  review. 
Confirms  his  good  pleasure  to  bring  me  quite 
through. 

.  Since  all  that  I  meet  shall  work  for  my  good, 
The  bitter  i    sweet,  the  med'cme  is  food. 
Though  painful  at  present,  'twill  cease  be- 
fore long. 
And  then,  (J  how  pleasant,  the  conqueror's 
song. 

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HYMN  111.  S.  M. 

1.  MY  soul,  be  on  thy  guard, 
Ten  thousand  foes  arise  ; 

And  hosts  of  sins  are  pressing  hard, 
To  draw  thee  from  the  skies. 

2.  O  watch,  and  fight,  and  pray, 
The  battle  ne'er  cfive  o'er  ; 

Renew  it  boldly  ewry  day, 
And  help  divine  implore. 

3.  Ne'er  think  the  vict'ry  won, 
Nor  once  at  ease  sit  down  :       t 

Thy  arduous  work  will  not  be  done, 
'Till  thou  hast  got  thy  crown. 

4.  Fight  on,  my  soul,  till  death 
Shall  bring  thee  to  thy  God  ; 

He'll  take  thee,  at  thy  parting  breath, 
Up  to  his  blest  abode. 

HYMN  112.  CM. 

1.  APPROACH,  my  soul,  the  mercy-seat 

Where  Jesus  answers  prayer  ; 
There  humbly  fall  before  his  feet, 
For  none  can  perish  there. 

2.  Thy  promise  is  my  only  plea, 
With  this  1  venture  nigh  : 

Thou  callest  burden'd  souls  to  thee, 
And  such,  O  Lord,  am  1. 

3.  Bow'd  down  beneath  a  load  of  sin, 
By  Satan  sorely  prest ; 

By  war  without,  and  fears  within, 
I  come  to  thee  for  rest. 

4.  Be  thou  my  shield  and  hiding  place* 
That,  shelter'd  near  thy  side, 


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I  may  my  tierce  accuser  face, 
Ami  te'U  him  u  thou  hast  died." 

5. 0  wond'rous  love  !  to  bleed  and  die, 
To  bear  the  cross  and  shame  ; 

That  guilty  sinners,  such  as  I. 
Might  plead  thy  gracious  name. 

6.  "  Poor  tempest-tost  soul  be  still, 
My  promised  srrace  receive  :' 

rTis  Jesus  speaks.  I  mu3t,  I  will, 
I  can.  I  do  believe. 

HYMN  113.   P.  M. 

Hie  wtary  Pilgrim's  consolation. 

1.  COME,  and  taste  along  with  me 
The  weary  Pilgrim's  consolation  ; 

Boundless  mercy  running  free. 

The  earnest  of  complete  salvation. 
Joy  and  peace  in  Christ  I  find, 
My  heart  to  him  is  all  resign'd  ; 
The  fulness  of  his  power  I  prove, 
And  all  my  soul's  dissolv  d  in  love. 
Jesus  is  "the  Pilgrim's  portion, 
Love  is  boundless  as  the  oc 

2.  When  the  world  of  flesh  would  rise, 
And  strive  to  draw  me  from  my  Saviour^ 

Strangers  slight,  or  friends  despise, 
I  then  more  highly  prize  his  favour. 

Friends,  believe  me'when  I  tell, 

If  Christ  be  present,  all  is  well : 

The  world  and  flesh  in  vain  may  rise, 

I  all  their  efforts  do  despise. 
In  the  world  I've  tribulation, 
But  in  Christ  I've  consolation. 

3.  Worldlings  hold  me  in  disdain, 
Because  I  shun  their  carnal  pleasure ; 


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x\ll  in  this  which  gives  me  pain 

Is,  that  they  slight  a  noble  treasure. 
But  still  among  them,  bless  the  LoH  ! 
There  are  some  who  tremble  at  his  word  ; 
And  this  doth  joy  to  me  impart, 
To  think  the  Lord  hath  reach'd  their  heart. 

0  the  grace  to  sinners  given, 

Peace  on  earth,  and  crowns  in  heaven. 

4.  When  I'm  in  the  house  of  prayer, 

1  find  him  with  the  congregation : 
Music  sweet  unto  my  ear, 

Is  the  glad  sound  of  free  salvation. 
When  I  join  to  sing  his  praise, 
My  heart  in  holy  raptures  raise  ; 
I  join,  and  sing,  and  shout  aloud, 
And  disregard  the  gazing  crowd, 

Glorious  theme  of  exultation, 

What  I  feel  is  past  expression. 

5.  When  I  hear  the  pleasing  sound 

Of  weeping  mourners  just  converted, 
The  dead's  alive,  the  lost  is  found, 

The  Lord  hath  healed  the  broken  hearted. 
My  heart  exults,  my  spirits  glow, 
I  love  my  Lord  and" brethren  so, 
Oh,  had  I  wings  like  Noah's  dove, 
I  soon  would  sing  with  those  above. 

Glory,  honour,"and  salvation, 

What  I  feel  is  past  expression. 

6.  Why  should  I  regard  the  frowns 

Of  those  who  mock,  deride,  or  slight  me  ; 
Soon  I'll  lie  beneath  the  ground, 

Beyond  the  reach  of  those  who  hate  me. 
Sorrows,  toils,  and  sufferings  o'er, 
When  once  we  reach  that  happy  shore  ; 
There,  with  the  shining  hosts  above, 
I'll  sing  and  shout  redeeming  love. 

Blessings  there  beyond  expression, 

Ever  roll  in  sweet  succession. 


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7.  Sinners,  you  may  laujrh  and  scorn  : 
Your  moments  lost  will  be  lamented  ; 

The  awful  day  is  hastening  on, 

When  you  will  wish  you  had  repented. 
Death  in  "its  embraces  cold, 
Will  soon  your  mortal  bodies  hold, 
Then  all  your  pleasures  take  their  flight, 
And  down  you'll  sink  to  endless  night : 
While  you're  of  that  guilty  nurmSer, 
Your  destruction  doth  not  slumber. 

8.  Fellow  sinner  go  with  me  ; 

My  heart's  enlarged  to  receive  you  : 
Slight  not  mercy  ofTer'd  free, 

Come  to  Jesus  he'll  relieve  you  : 
But  if  you  ofTer'd  grace  refuse, 
And  will  destruction  ever  choose  ; 
Unhappy  soul  your  guilt  and  blood, 
Will  rest  on  your  defenceless  head  : 

Darkness,  torment,  pain,  and  sorrow, 

May  be  yours  before  to-morrow. 

9.  Mourner  see  your  Saviour  stand, 
With  arms  expanding  to  receive  you ; 

He  spreads  for  you  his  bleeding  hands, 
Venture  on  him,  he'll  relieve  you  : 

Cast  all  your  doubts  and  fears  aside, 

The  door  of  mercy's  open  wide  . 

The  fountain  flows  which  saves  from  sin  ; 

Come  now  believe  and  enter  in. 
Don't  distrust  your  blessed  Saviour  ; 
Come,  believe,"  and  live  for  ever. 

HYMN  114.  P.  M. 

1.  Vital  spark  of  heavenly  flame, 
Quit,  oh  quit,  this  mortal  frame  : 
Trembling,  hoping,  ling'ring,  flying, 
Oh,  the  pain,  the  bliss  of  dying  ! 
Cease  fond  nature,  cease  thy  strife, 
And  let  me  languish  into  life. 


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2.  Hark  !  the  whisper  :  angels  say, 
Sister  spirit,  come  away  : 
What  is  this  absorbs  me  quite  ? 
Steals  my  senses,  shuts  my  sight  ? 

Drowns  my  spirit,  draws  my  breath  ? 
Tell  me,  my  soul,  can  this  be  death  ? 

3.  The  world  recedes  :  it  disappears  ! 
Heav'n  opens  on  my  eyes  !  my  ears 

With  sounds  seraphic  ring  ! 
Lend,  lend,  your  wings  !  I  mount !  I  fly .' 
O  grave  !  where  is  thy  victory  ? 

O  death  !  where  is  thy  sting  ? 

HYMN  115.— 7.  8. 

I  1.  ONE  there  is  above  all  others, 
Well  deserves  the  name  of  Friend  ; 
His  is  love,  beyond  a  brother's, 
Costly,  free,  and  knows  no  end. 

2.  Which  of  all  our  friends  to  save  us, 
Could  or  would  have  shed  his  blood? 

But  this  Saviour  died  to  have  us, 
ReeonciPd  in  him  to  God. 

3.  When  he  liv'd  on  earth  abased, 
Friend  of  sinners  was  his  name  ; 

Now,  above  all  glory  raised, 
He  rejoices  in  the  same. 

4.  Oh  !  for  grace  our  hearts  to  soften ! 
Teach  us.  Lord,  at  length  to  love  ; 

We  alas  !  forget  too  often, 
What  a  friend  we  have  above. 

HYMN  116.  P.  M. 

1.  O  ZTON,  afflicted  with  wave  ut>od  wave, 
Whom  no  man  can  comfort,  whom  no  mat; 
can  save, 


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Surrounded  with  troubles,  with  terror  dis- 
may'd, 

With  toiling  and  rowing  thy  strength  is 
decav'd. 

Loud  roa'ring  the  billows,  now  night,  thee 
o'erwhelm, 

But  skilful  the  pilot  that  sits  at  the  helm; 

His  wisdom  conducts  thee,  his  power  shall 
defend, 

'Tis  he,  all  victorious,  thy  warfare  shall  end. 

2.  O  fearful,  O  faithless,  in  mercy  he  cries, 
What  though  high  the  surges  to  affright  thee 

arise  : 
Still,  still  I  am  with  thee,  my  promise  shall 

stand, 
Through  tossings  and  tempests  I'll  bring  thee 

to  land. 
Forget  thee  I  will  not,  I  care  for  thy  name, 
Engrav'd  on  my  heart,  it  shall  ever  remain. 
The  palms  of  my  hands,  when  I  look  on  I  see, 
The  wounds  I  receiv'd  when  I  suffered  for 

thee. 

3.  The  fearful,  the  faithless,  the  weak  are  my 

care, 
The  helpless,  the  hopeless,  I  hear  their  sad 

prayer  ; — 
Through  great  tribulation  my  people  I  bring; 
And  when  they   reach   heaven   the   louder 

they'll  sing. 
I  feel  at  my  heart,   all  thy  sighs  and   thy 

groans, 
For  thou  art  most  nigh  me,  my  flesh  and  my 

hones  ; 
In  all  thy  afflictions,  though  great  is  thy  pain, 
They  all  are  most  needful,  not  one  is  in  vain. 

4.  The  day  of  eternal  salvation  draws  near, 
When  Jesus  our  leader  will  dry  every  tear. 


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Our  bodies  and  souls  shall  his  glory  partake 
Wh^6aXPet  ShaH  SOuJ'  aWS' 
Flgcharg^  °ld  S°ldierS'  y°u'U  soon  b*  dis- 
With^™,™*  en,dedyourtreasure  enlarg'd, 
may  r^r :  shoutln*.  though  Jorlan 

s'll  ent 
shore. 


may  roar ; 
We'ihne5er  fair  Canaan>  a"d  "tuid  on  the 


HYMN  117.  P.  M. 

1.  DROOPING  saints  no  longer  grieve  ; 

Heaven  is  propitious,  h  ' 

It  on  Christ  you  do  believe  ; 

You  will  find  him  precious. 

2.  Jesus  now  is  passing  by, 
Call  the  mourner  to^im': 

He  has  died  for  you  and  I, 
-Now  look  up  and  view  him. 

3.  From  his  hands,  his  feet,  his  side, 
Kuns  a  healing  fountain  ; 

See  the  consolation  tide  ; 
Boundless  as  the  ocean. 

4.  See  the  living  waters  move, 
For  the  sick  and  dying  ; 

Now  resolve  to  gain  his  love, 
Or  to  perish  trying. 

5.  Grace's  store  is  always  free, 
Drooping  souls  to  gladden: 

Jesus  calls  ;  "  Come  unto  me  :" 
Weary  heavy  laden. 

6.  Though  your  sins  like  mountain  hteh 
Rise  and  reach  to  heaven  ;  8  ' 


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3oon  as  you,  on  him  rely, 
"  All  shall  be  forgiven. 

T.  Now  methinks,  I  hear  one  say, 

I  will  go  unto  him  ; 
If  he  takes  my  sins  away  ; 

Surely  I  shall  love  him. 

S.  Streaming  mercy,  how  it  flows, 

Now  I  know  I  feel  it : 
Half  has  never  yet  been  told. 

Yet  I  want  to* tell  it. 

9.  Jesus'  blood  has  heal'd  my  wound?, 

Oh  the  wondrous  story  : 
I  was  lost  but  now  I'm  found 

Glory  1  Glory  1  Glory  ! 

10.  Glory  to  my  Saviour's  name, 
Saints  are  bound  to  love  him  ; 

Mourners  you  may  do  the  same, 
Only  come  and  prove  him. 

11.  Heaven's  here  and  heaven's  therc^ 
Glory's  here  and  yonder  ; 

Brightest  seraphs  shout  Amen, 
While  all  the  angels  wonder. 


HYMN  118.  P.  M. 

.  COME,  and  taste  along  with  me, 
Consolation  running  free, 
From  my  father's  wealthy  throne, 
Sweeter  than  the  honey  comb. 

CHORUS. 

ril  praise  God.  and  you'll  praise  Oorf, 
And  we'll  all  praise  God  together  ; 
F  3 


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rttpdoit the  Lordfor  the  w°rk  that  >«  *J 

Jlnd  we'll  bless  his  name  for  ever. 

2.  Why  should  Christians  feast  alone  ' 
Two  are  better  far  than  one  ; 

MptfT  l!lat  come  with  free  £ood  will> 

Makes  the  banquet  sweeter  still. 

I'll  praise  God,  fyc. 

3.  Now  I  go  to  heaven's  door, 
Asking  for  a  little  more  ; 
Jesus  gives  a  double  share, 
Calling  me  his  chosen  heir. 

I'll  praise  God,  fyc. 

4.  Goodness  running  like  a  stream, 
Ihrough  the  new  Jerusalem  ; 
By  its  constant  breaking  forth 
Sweetens  earth  and  heaven  both. 

m  praise  God,  fyc 

5.  Saints  in  glory  sing  aloud, 
For  to  see  an  heir  of  God, 
Coming  in  at  heaven's  door, 
Making  up  the  number  more. 

HI  praise  God,  fyc. 
6.Heav'n  here,  and  heav'n  there, 
Comforts  flowing  every  where'; 
This  I  boldly  can  attest, 
That  my  soul  has  got  a  taste. 

ni praise  God,  ty-c. 
7.  Now  I  go  rejoicing  home, 
*  rom  the  banquet  of  perfume  ; 
Gleaning  manna  on  the  road, 
Dropping  from  the  mount  of  God. 

ril  praise  God,  fyc. 
S.  O  return,  ye  sons  of  grace, 
Turn  and  see  God's  smiling  face  : 


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Hark !  he  calls  backsliders  home, 
Then  from  him  no  longer  foam. 

PR  praise  God,  Sfc. 

HYMN  119.  L.  M. 

1.  OH  !  give  me,  Lord,  my  sins  to  mourn, 
My  sins  which  have  thy  body  torn  ; 
Give  me  with  broken  heart  to  see*, 
Thy  last  tremendous  agony. 

2.  O  could  I  gain  the  mountain's  height, 
And  gaze  upon  that  wondrous  si^ht  ; 
O  that  with  Salem's  daughters,  I 
Could  stand  and  see  my  Saviour  die. 

3.  I'd  hang  around  his  feet  and  cry. 
Lord  save  a  soul  condemn'd  to  die, 
And  let  a  wretch  come  near  thy  throne, 
To  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

4.  Father  of  mercy  !  drop  thy  frown, 
And  give  me  shelter  in  thy  Son ; 
And  with  my  broken  heart  comply, 
O  give  me  Jesus  or  I  die. 

5.  O  Lord,  deny  me  what  thou  wilt, 

If  thou  wouldst  ease  me  of  my  guilt ; 
Good  Lord,  in  mercy  hear  me  cry, 
And  give  me  Jesus  or  I  die. 

6.  O  save  my  soul  from  gaping  hell, 
Or  else  with  devils  I  must  dwell ; 
Oh  might  I  enter,  now  I'm  come  ; 
Lord  Jesus  save,  or  I  am  gone. 

HYMN  120.  P.  M. 

1.  EXULTING,    rejoicing,    hail    the    happy 
morning, 
The  morning  on  which  the  Saviour  Christ 
was  born  ; 


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Angels  of  mercy  who  his  birth  attend, 
O  bear  our  loud  hosannahs  through  the 

sky. 

2.  Salvation  proclaiming  to  the  guilty  nations, 
He  comes  in  the  glory,  and  in  the  power  of 

God  ; 
Angels  of  mercy,  who  his  step  attended, 
O  bear   our  loud  hosannahs  through  the 
sky. 

3.  Devoted,  submissive,  on  the  cross,  expiring, 
He  bows  to  the  mandate  of  his  Father  God  ; 
Angels  of  pity,  who  his  death  attended, 

O  bear  our  loud  hosannahs  through  the 

sky. 

4.  He  rose  from  the  dead,  and  up  to  heaven 

ascended  ; 
And  now  intercedeth  for  the  sons  of  men : 
Who  would  not  love  so  gracious  a  Redeemer ; 
We  hail  thee  !  Prince  and  Saviour  of  lo9t 
mankind. 


HYMN  121.  P.  M. 

FOR  C.WP-MEETIJYG. 

1.  THE  trump  of  the  Gospel  resounds  thro'  the 

land, 
Repent,  for  the  kingdom  of  heav'n's  at  hand ! 
Awake  thou  that  sleepest,  arise   from  the 

dead, 
And  Christ  shall  enlighten,  and  raise  up  thy 

head. 

2.  While  the  rich,  poor,  wise,  simple,  the  aged 

and  youth, 
In  the  north,  south,  and  west,  are  embracing 
the  truth— 


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Bring  near,  heavenly  Father,  to  us  the  glad 

hour, 
The  times  of  refreshing— the  day  of   thy 

power. 

3.  With  bowels  of  mercy,  O  Jesus  survey, 
The  great  congregation  assembled  to-day  ; 
Of  names  and  sects  divers— the  price  of  thy 

blood, 
Who  loner  have  revolted,  and  wander' d  from 
Go°d. 

4.  Let  the  cloud  of  thy  glory  o'ershadow  the 

whole — 
A  deep  veneration  impress  on  each  soul — 
And    strengthen  thy  servants  thy  w7ord  to 

proclaim, 
And  work  for  the  honour  and  praise  of  thy 

name. 

5.  In  copious  effusions  thy  free  Spirit  shed, 
Requicken  the  living,  and  quicken  the  dead  ! 
On  penitent  sinners  thine  own  image  stamp, 
And  awaken  the  shout  of  a  king  in  the  camp. 

6.  Let  bigotry  fall.  Lord,  like  Dagon  of  old, 
O'eitarn  Satan's  kingdom— thy  standard  un- 
fold, 

And  raise  up  an  army  thy  name  to  adore, 
While  life's  current  'flows  and  when  time  is 
no  more. 


HYMN  122.  C.  M 

1.  WHEN  faith  presents  the  Saviour's  death, 

And  whispers,  "  thi3  is  mine  :" 
Sweetly  my  rising  hours  advance, 
And  peacefully  deoline. 


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2.  Let  outward  things  go  how  they  will, 
On  thee  I  cast  my  care  ; 

But  let  me  reign  with  thee  in  heaven, 
Though  most  unworthy  here. 

3.  Faith  in  thy  love  shall  sweeten  death, 
And  smooth  the  rugged  way  ; 

Smile  on  me,  dearest  Lord,  and  then, 
I  shall  not  wish  to  stay. 


HYMN  123.  P.  M. 

V  ON  the  brink  of  fiery  ruin, 

Justice,  with  a  flaming  sword, 
Was  my  guilty  soul  pursuing, 

When  I  first  beheld  my  Lord. 

2.  Terrified  with  Sinai's  thunder, 
Straight  I  flew  to  Calvary, 

Where  T  saw  with  love  and  wonder, 
Him  by  faith,  who  died  for  me. 

3.  "  Sinner,"  he  exclaim'd,  "  I've  loved  thee 
With  an  everlasting  love  ; 

Justice  has  in  me  approv'd  thee  ; 
Thou  shalt  dwell  with  me  above." 

4.  Sweet  as  angels'  notes  in  heaven, 
When  to  golden  harps  they  sound, 

Is  the  voice  of  sins  forgiven, 
To  the  soul  by  Satan  bound. 

5.  Sweet  as  angels'  harps  in  glory, 
Was  that  heav'nly  voice  to  me, 

When  I  saw  my  Lord  before  me 
Bleed  and  die  to  set  me  free  ! 

6.  Saints  attend  with  holy  wonder  ! 
Sinners,  hear  and  sing*  his  praise  : 

'Tis  the  God  that,  holds  the  thunder, 
Shows  himself  the  God  of  grace. 


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HYMN  124.  C.  M. 

Class-Meeting. 

1.  LORD  !  when  together  here  we  meet, 
And  taste  thy  heav'nly  grace, 

Thv  smiles  are  so  divinely  sT.veet, 
We're  loath  to  leave  the  place. 

2.  Yet,  Father,  since  it  is  thy  will 
That  we  must  part  again," 

O  let  thy  gracious  presence  still 
With  ev'ry  one  remain. 

3.  Thus  let  us  all  in  Christ  be  one, 
Bound  with  the  cords  of  love, 

'Till  we  around  thy  gracious  throne 
Shall  joyous  meet  above. 

4.  Where  sin  and  sorrow  from  each  heart, 
Shall  then  for  ever  fly, 

And  not  one  thought  that  we  should  part, 
Once  intercept  our  joy. 

5.  Where,  void  of  all  distracting  pains, 
Our  spirits  ne'er  shall  tire  : 

But  in  seraphic,  heavenly  strains, 
Redeeming  love  admire. 

6.  And  thus,  through  all  eternity, 
Upon  the  heav'nly  shore, 

The  great  mysterious  One  in  Three, 
Jehovah  we'll  adore. 


HYMN  125.  P.  M. 

.  A  FEW  more  days  on  earth  to  spend, 
And  ail  my  toils  and  cares  shall  end, 
Then  I  shall  see  my  God  and  friend, 
And  praise  his  name  on  high. 


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There's  no  more  sighs,  and  no  more  tears, 
I  here  s  no  more  pains,  and  no  more  fears 
-But  God  and  Christ  and  heav'n  appears, 
Unto  the  ravished  eye. 

2.  Then,  oh  !  my  soul,  despond  no  more, 
-the  storm  of  life  will  soon  be  o'er, 
And  I  shall  find  the  peaceful  shore, 

ut  everlasting  rest. 
O  happy  day  !  0  joyful  hour, 
When  freed  from  earth,  my  soul  shall  tower 
Beyond  the  reach  of  Satan's  power, 

±o  be  for  ever  blest. 

3.  My  soul  anticipates  the  day, 
I'd  joyfully  the  call  obey, 
Which  summonses  my  s*oul  away, 

To  seats  prepar'd  above. 
There  I  shall  see  my  Saviour's  face, 
And  dwell  in  his  belov'd  embrace, 
And  taste  the  fulness  of  his  orace, 

And  sing  redeeming  love.  ° 

4.  Thouo-h  ,jire  afflictiong  press  me  sore, 
And  death's  black  billows  roll  before, 
Yet  still  hy  faith,  I  see  the  shore, 

-Beyond  the  rolling  flood: 
The  heav'nly  Canaan  sweet  and  fair, 
.Before  my  ravish'd  eyes  appear, 
And  makes  me  almost  tfynk  I'm  there, 

To  yonder  bright  abode. 

5.  To  earthly  cares  I'd  say  farewell, 
And  triumph  over  death  and  hell, 
Ami  go  where  saints  and  angels  dwell, 

To  praise  the  eternal  Three. 
I'll  join  with  them  that's  goi,e  before, 
Who  sing  and  shout  their  sufferings  o'er, 
Where  pain  and  parting  is  no  more, 

To  all  eternity. 


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ft.  Adieu  ye  scenes  of  noise  and  show, 
And  all  this  region  here  below, 
Where  nought  but  disappointments  grow, 

A  better  world's  in  view. 
My  Saviour  calls  !  I  haste  away, 
I  would  not  here  for  ever  stay, 
Hail !  ye  brigrht  realms  of  endless  day, 
Vain  world,  once  more  adieu. 

HYMN  126.  L.  M. 

5 IWDA  Y  MORXIXG. 

1.  GRANT,  gracious  father,  that  this  day. 
In  peace  and  comfort  I  may  spend, 

Banish  all  worldly  thoughts  away, 
And  let  my  prayers  to  thee  ascend. 

2.  Keep  me  in  thought,  in  word,  and  deed, 
From  sayin?  and  doing  wrong  ; 

Supply  whate'er  thou  knowest  I  need, 

And  swell,  with  grateful  praise,  my  tongue. 

3.  That  at  its  close  I  may  survey 

Each  thought,  each  wbrd,  and  action  past, 
And  conscience,  whisp'rincr  comfort,  say, 
"  You  need  not  fear,  tho* 'twere  yourlast." 

4.  'Tis  thus,  oh  God  !  each  day  I'd  spend, 
'Tis  thus  I  would  each  hour  improve. 

And  when  this  transient  life  shall  end, 
Resign  myself  unto  thy  love. 

HYMN  127.  L.  M 

AXOTHER. 

1.  OH  thou  whose  guardian  care  hath  kept 
Us  safe  from  danger  whilst  we  slept, 

And  now  again,  our  souls  hath  blest, 
With  this,  another  day  of  rest. 


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2.  Gather  thou  in  each  wand'ring  thought 
Nor  let  it  longer  rove  from  thee, 

May  thy  same  mercy  that  hath  bought 
Our  souls  from  sin,  "  still  keep  them  free." 

3.  Oh  let  thy  love  this  day  direct 

Our  wand'ring  feet  in  paths  of  peace, 
From  sin  and  wrath  our  souls  protect, 
And  bid  each  jarring  passion  cease. 

4.  May  peace  and  meekness  ever  dwell 
Within  our  hearts,  may  love  divine, 

With  gratitude  our  bosoms  swell, 
And  pardoning  mercy  seal  us  thine. 


HYMN  128.  P.  M. 

1.  GREAT  God,  on  thee  our  trust  is  stay'd, 
For  in  thy  holy  word  'tis  said, 

Those  who  on  thee  rely, 
Shall  the  full  measure  of  thy  love, 
With  ev'ry  gracious  promise  prove. 

And  never,  never  die. 

2.  That  thought  shall  wake    our    slumb'ring 

powers, 
And  comfort  us  in  those  dark  hours, 

When  troubles  gather  round  : 
For  he  who  has  the  promise  given, 
Will,  if  our  thoughts  are  fix'd  on  heaven, 

A  ready  help  tie  found. 

3.  When  earth  itself  shall  melt  away, 
And  nature's  brightest  sun  decay  ; 

The  moon  be  turn'd  to  blood, 
He'll  beai  us  up,  he's  promised  more, 
He'll  land  our  souls  on  Canaan's  shore* 
Above  the  fiery  flood 


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HYMN  1*29.  P.  M. 

1.  YOUNG  people  all  attention  give, 
While  I  address  you  in  God's  name. 

You  who  in  sin  and 'folly  live, 
Come  hear  the  council  of  a  friend. 

I  sought  for  bliss  in  glitt'ring  toys. 
And  ransr'd  the  luring  scenes  of  vice. 

But  never  found  substantial  joys 
Until  I  heard  my  SaviourVvoice. 

2.  He  3pake  my  sins  at  once  forgiv'n. 
And  wash'd  my  load  of  guilt  away, 

He  gave  me  pardon,  peace,  and  heaven. 

And  thus  I  found  the  good  old  way  : 
And  now  with  trembling  sense  I  view, 

Huge  billows  roil  beneath  your  feet. 
For  death  eternal  waits  for  you. 

Who  slight  the  force  of  gospel  truth. 

3.  Youth,  like  the  soring,  will  soon  be  <?one. 
By  fleeting  time,  or  conquering  death  ; 

Yon  morning  sun  may  set  at  noon, 
And  leave  you  ever  in  the  dark  : 

Your  sparkling  eyes  and  blooming  cheeks 
Must  wither,  like  the  blasted  rose, 

The  coffin,  earth,  and  winding  sheet, 
Will  soon  your  active  limbs  enclose. 

4.  Ye  heedless  ones  that  wildly  stroll, 
The  grave  must  soon  become  your  bed  ; 

Where  silence  reigns,  and  vapours  roll, 
In  solemn  silence  round  your  head  : 

Your  friends  may  pass  that  lonesome  place, 
And  with  a  sio"h  move  slowly  on, 

Still  gazing  on  the  spires  of  grass, 

With  which  youi  graves  are  overgrown. 

5.  But  O  !  the  soul  where  venjr^ance  reigns, 
It  sinks  with  groans  and  ceaseless  cries, 


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It  roll3  amidst  the  burning  flames 
in  enalcss  wo  and  agonies  : 

Who^'f^'V'P  in  darkest  night, 
ToT^f-  df Vlls  how1'  and  thunders  roar, 
Vrlge  i"  keen  aesPair  and  ff„ilt,  ' 

When  tiiousand  thousand  years  are  o'er. 

*5'of!an1ITy,0u^h- this  is  the  ^ate 

Of  all  who  do  free  grace  refuse, 

And  soon  with  you  'twill  be  too  late, 

Com.  T'ay  °f  We  in  Christ  t0  c"oose : 
Come  lay  your  carnal  weapons  by, 

FW  w  ?^er  fi?htagain«t  your  God  ; 
But  with  my  mission  now  comply 
And  heaven  shall  be  your  great  reward. 

HYMN  130.  P.  M. 

*'  «wTT  y°"  seue-  ^  Jesus  c°™ng, 

with  ti  y?K see  him  in  y°nde'  cl  A 

w£  VI  tnousand  angels  round  him 

How  they  do  my  Jesus  crowd: 
1  um6  and  £°  and  raeet  him  ; 

He  11  embrace  me  in  his  arms  ; 
In  the  arms  of  my  dear  Jesus, 

U  there  is  ten  thousand  charms. 
2.  Death  shall  not  destroy  my  comfort, 

Christ  shall  guide  me  through  the  gloom, 
Down  he'll  send  some  heav'nly  convoy 

1  o  convey  my  spirit  home  : 

wt",8  streams.  shall  ne'er  o'erflow  me, 

While  my  Saviour's  by  my  side, 
Canaan,  Canaan,  lies  before  me 

Rise  and  cross  the  swelling  tide. 
3.  See  the  happy  spirits  waiting, 

On  the  banks  beyond  the  stream, 
hweet  responses  still  repeatino- 

Jesus,  Jesus,  is  their  theme ; 


'me, 


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See,  they  whisper !  hark  !  they  call  me, 

ir  spirit  co 
Lo  I  come  !  earth  can't  contain  me, 
Hail  ye  realms  of  endless  day. 

4.  Worlds  of  light  and  crowns  of  glory 
Far  above  yon  azure  sky. 

Tho'  by  faith*  I  now  explore  ye, 

FU  e'niov  you  soon  on  high  : 
Soon  I'll  gain  a  full  possession, 

Faith  and  hope  shalJ  henceforth  cease, 
Lost  in  love's  exhaustless  ocean, 

Love  that  sweetest,  brightest  grace. 

5.  Swiftly  roll  ye  lingering  hours, 
Seraphs  lend"  your  glitt'ring  wings, 

Lov<*  absorbs  my  ransom'd  powers, 
Heav'nly  sound  around  me  rings  : 

Worlds  above  are  bright  and  glorious, 
All  beneath  are  dark  and  void. 

Conquest  gain'd.  I'll  shout  victorious, 
In  the  praises  of  my  God. 

6.  Smiling  angels  now  surround  me, 
Trooos "resplendent  fill  the  skies, 

Glory  shining  all  around  me, 
While  my  towering  spirit  flies  : 

Jesus  clad  in  dazzling  splendour, 
Now  methinks  appears  in  view, 

Brethren  could  you  see  my  Jesus, 
You  would  serve  and  love  him  too. 

HYMN  131.   P.  M. 

1.  STOP,  poor  sinners,  and  look  yonder, 
See  your  sins  like  mountains  rise, 

O  astonishing  the  number, 
Higher  mounting  than  the  skies : 
Cry  for  mercy, 

Dread  the  death  that  never  dies. 


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2.  On  the  crumbling  banks  of  ruin, 
How  can  you  securely  dwell  ? 

Sinners,  vengeance  is  pursuing, 
And  will  sweep  you  down  to  hell : 
Then  to  heaven, 
Finally  you'll  bid  farewell. 

3.  Doom'd  where  sorrows  behind  sorrows, 
*  oilo,w  on  without  control, 

Floods  of  vengeance  big  with  horror, 
Without  intermission  roll  : 
Wrath  vindictive 
Overwhelms  the  guilty  soul. 

4.  Wrapt  in  sheets  of  black  damnation, 
v  1  here  the  curling  flames  surround, 

•  i  orments  endless,  no  cessation, 
Mercy  there  cannot  be  found  : 
Dismal  yellings,  and 
In  those  lower  regions  bound. 

5.  See  yon  sun  how  swift  he  hasteth 
Through  the  circuit  of  the  skies  ; 

How  your  golden  moments  wasteth, 
binners  pray  at  length  be  wise : 
O  !  he's  setting, 
And  may  set  no  more  to  rise. 

6.  See  how  fast  your  time  is  flying, 
Will  ye  sinners  yet  delay  ? 

One  is  gone,  another's  dying, 
O  !  to  God  for  mercy  pray  : 
Time  is  precious  : 
God  may  next  call  you  away. 

7*  ™?^s  the  time  for  Preparation, 
While  the  vital  air  you  breathe  ; 

bod  is  offering  you  salvation, 
Calls  you  yet  to  turn  and  live : 
Boundless  mercy : 

All  who  comes  he  will  receive. 


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8.  See  the  precious  bloc!  of  Jesus. 

Streaming  from  the  curse d  tree, 
Will  not  this  suffice  to  grieve  us, 

Jesus  spilt  his  blood  for  me, 
Come  then  sinners, 
And  his  great  salvation  see. 

HYMN  13-2.  P.  If. 

1.  OUR  bondage  it  shall  end  by  and  by, 

From  Egypt's  yoke  set  free  ; 
Hail  the  glorious  jubilee, 
And  to  Canaan  we'll  return  by  and  by. 

2.  Our  deliverer  he  shall  come  bv  and  by, 

And  our  sorrows  have  an  en3. 
With  our  threescore  years  and  ten, 
And  vast  glory  crown  the  day  by  and  by. 

3.  Tho'  our  enemies  are  strong,  we'll  go  on, 

Tho'  our  hearts  dissolve  with  fear, 
Lo  Sinai's  God  is  near, 
While  the  fiery  pillow  moves  we'll  go  on. 

4.  Tho'  Marah  has  bitter  streams  we'll  go  on, 

Tho'  Baca's  vale  be  dry, 
And  the  land  yield  no  supply  ; 
To  a  land  of  corn  and  wine  we'll  go  on. 

5.  And  when  to  Jordan's  floods  we  are  come, 

Jehovah  rules  the  tide, 
And  the  waters  he'll  divide, 
And  the  ransom'd  host  shall  shout  we  are  come. 

6.  Then  friends  shall  meet  again  who  havelov'd 

Our  embraces  shall  be  sweet 
At  the  dear  Redeemer's  feet, 
When  we  meet  to  part  no  more  who  have  lov'd. 

7.  Then  with  all  the  happy  throng  we'll  rejoice, 

Shouting  glory  to  our  king, 
5 


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'Till  the  vaults  of  heaven  ring, 
And  thro'  all  eternity  we'll  rejoice. 

HYMN  133.  C.  M. 

1.  SWEET  muse  descend,  and  bless  the  shac 
And  bless  the  ev'ning  grove  ! 

Business  and  noise,  and  day  are  fled, 
And  every  are  but  love. 

2.  'Tis  no  mean  beauty  of  the  ground, 
That  hath  enslav'd  my  eyes  ; 

I  faint  beneath  a  nobler  wound, 
Nor  love  below  the  skies. 

3.  Jesus  has  all  mv  pow'rs  possess'd, 
My  hopes,  my  fears,  my  joys  : 

He,  the  dear  sovereign  of  my  breast, 
Shall  still  command  my  voice. 

4.  Some  of  the  fairest  choirs  above, 
Shall  flock  around  my  song, 

With  joy  to  hear  the  name  they  love 
Sound  from  a  mortal  tongue. 

5.  His  charms  shall  make  my  numbers  flow  \ 
And  hold  the  falling  flood, 

While  silence  sits  on  every  bough, 
And  bends  the  list'ning  wood. 

6.  I'll  carve  thy  passion  on  the  bark, 
And  every  wounded  tree, 

Shall  droop,  and  bear  some  mystic  mark, 
That  Jesus  died  for  me. 

7.  The  swains  shall  wonder  when  they  read, 
Inscrib'd  on  all  the  grove, 

That  heav'n  itself  came  down  and  bled, 
To  win  a  mortal's  love. 


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HYMN  1^34.  P.  |l. 

IT  grieves  me,  Lord,  it  grieves  me  sorer 
'  That  I  have  lived  to  thee  no  more, 
Ana  wasted  half  my  days  ; 
Mv  inward  pow'r  shall  bum  and  name. 

.  zeai  and  passion  lor  thy  name  : 
I  could  not  speak  but  tor  my  Lrod, 
Nor  move  but  to  ins  praise. 

2.  What  are  my  eyes,  but  aids  to  see 
The  glories  of  the  deity, 

[nscrib'd  with  beams  of  light ; 
In  now  rs  and  stars,  Lord,  1  behold, 
The  Binning  azure  green  and  gold, 
But  when  f  try  to  read  thy  name, 
A  dimness  veils  my  sight. 

.  Mine  ears  are  rais'd  when  Virgil  sings, 
Sicilian  swains  and  Trojan  kings, 

And  drink  ttie  music  111, 
Whv  should  the  trumpet's  brazen  voice, 
Or  oaten  reed  aw  ake  my  joys, 
Ana  vet  my  heart  so  stupid  lie, 

When  sa'ered  hymns  begin. 

.  Change  me,  O  God  !  my  rlesh  shall  be 
An  instrument  of  song  to  thee, 

And  now  the  notes  inspire  ; 
My  tongue  shall  keep  the  heav'nly  chime. 
My  cheerful  pulse  shall  beat  the  time, 
And  sweet  variety  of  sound, 

Shall  in  thy  praise  conspire. 

5.  The  dearest  nerve  about  my  heart 
Should  it  Tefuse  to  bear  a  part, 

With  my  melodious  breath, 
I'd  tear  away  the  vital  chord, 
A  bloody  victim  to  my  Lord, 
And  live  without  that  impious  string, 
Or  show  my  zeal  in  death. 
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HYMN  135.  P.  M. 

1.  FATHER  of  mercies,  God  of  love  f 
Oh,  hear  a  humble  suppliant's  cry ; 

Bend  from  thy  lofty  seat  above, 
Thy  throne  of  glorious  majesty  : 

Oh,  deign  to  listen  to  my  voice, 

And  bid  this  drooping  heart  rojoice. 

2.  1  urge  no  merits  of  my  own, 
For  I,  alas,  am  all  that's  vile  ; 

No — when  I  bow  before  thy  throne, 

Dare  to  converse  with  God  awhile, 
Thy  name,  blest  Jesus,  is  my  plea, 
That  dearest,  sweetest  name  to  me. 

3.  Within  this  heart  of  mine,  I  feel 
The  weight  of  sin's  oppressive  load  : 

Oh  help  !  or  else  I  sink  to  hell, 

Crush'd  by  thine  arm,  avenging  God  I 
Entomb'd  within  that  dread  al>yss, 
And  exil'd  from  the  realms  of  bliss. 

4.  But  ah  !  the  thought  alone  is  hell — 
That  prospect  drives  me  to  despair  $ 

For  who  can  'mid  those  horrors  dwell  ? 
Or  who  those  dreadful  torments  bear  ? 
Where  not  a  ray  of  hope  appears, 
Or  beam  of  joy  the  bosom  cheers! 

5.  Yet  mighty  God  !  thy  powerful  arm 
Can  snatch  me  from  that  dread  abode  ; 

Can  shield  me  from  the  impending  harm, 
And  ease  me  of  my  heavy  load : 

One  pard'ning  word  can  make  me  whole, 

And  sooth  the  anguish  of  my  soul. 

0.  Father  of  mercies,  God  of  Love  ! 
Then,  hear  thy  humble  suppliant's  cry. 

Bend  from  thy  lofty  seat  above, 
Thy  throne  of  glorious  majesty: 

Oh  !  listen  to  a  sufferer's  voice, 

Tben  shall  tl*ifl  bleeding  heart  rej-oice* 


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HYMN  136.  L.  If. 

AXOTHER. 

1.  SOON  will  this  mortal  life  be  o'er, 
The  body  moulder  into  dust  ; 

Naked  my  soul  will  stand  before 
A  God  that's  holy,  pure,  and  just, 

2.  Its  standing  doom  of  bliss  or  wo 
Will  from  Fhe  great  I  AM  receive. 

Up  to  the  realms  of  glory  go, 
f)r  in  hell's  torments  ever  live. 

3.  Without  an  interest  in  the  blood 
Of  Jesus,  shed  on  Calvary, 

We  can't  escape  his  vengeful  rod, 
Howe'er  so  moral  here  we  be. 

4.  Away  then  all  self-righteousnes?, 

keep  arise, 
Be  justified  by  faith,  through  grace, 
And  claim  a  mansion  in  Ihe  skies. 

5.  Perfection's  height  may  I  ascend, 
And  feel  my  so,rl  dissolved  in  love, 

That  when  my  days  below  shall  end, 
Angels  may  wait  my  soul  above. 

HYMN  137.  P.  M. 

1.  O  HEARKEN  sinners  we  have  cause 
To  warn  you  of  your  danger, 

We  pray  be  reconcil'd  to  him 
Who  bnce  lay  in  a  manger. 

CHORUS. 

fjo  !  every  one  that  thirsts^ 
Come  ye  to  the  waters. 


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Preely  drink  and  quench  your  thirst, 
Ye  Ziori's  sons  and  daughters. 

2.  The  awful  God  who  made  our  soul, 
And  all  the  world  around  you, 

Doth  charge  you  with  ten  thousand  crimes 
But  hateth  to  confound  you. 

Ho  !  every  one,  fy( 

3.  O  seek  the  circumcising  grace, 
Be  wise,  do  not  refuse  it, 

For  if  you  seek  your  life  to  save, 
You  will  be  sure  to  lose  it. 

Ho !  every  one,  ty"< 

4.  The  cross  of  Christ  you  have  to  bear, 
Fearless  of  persecution, 

Or  groan  you  will,  when  time  shall  cease, 
In  darkness  and  confusion. 

Ho  !  every  one,  fyc 

5.  Come  all  ye  humble,  weeping  souls, 
Who  long  to  be  forgiv'n, 

We  bring  glad  tidings  unto  you, 
From  the  good  Lord  of  heav'n. 

Ho  !  every  one,  fyc 

6.  There  is  a  fountain  deep  and  wide, 
For  sin  and  all  uncleanness, 

Come  drink  and  wash,  and  be  made  white,    | 
And  prove  the  gospel  fulness. 

Ho  !  every  one,  fyt 

^7.  Oh  !  see  the  crowd  that's  traveling  on, 

In  paths  of  self-denial, 
They  march  along  the  banks  of  love, 
And  long  for  your  arrival. 

Ho !  every  one,  8f< 

8.  Shall  unbelief  debar  you  from 
The  knowledge  of  your  Saviour, 


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Believe  and  you'll  be  justified, 
Believe  and  live  for  ever. 

Ho !  every  one,  eye. 

9.  I'm  not  surprised  that  saints  do  sing, 

Or  angels  shout  and  wonder, 
I  would  lung  glory  if  I  could, 

As  loud  as  mighty  thunder. 

Ho  !  every  one,  fyc. 

\0.  My  night  of  sin  and  grief  is  gone, 
My  soul  is  fiird  with  glory, 
Oh  !  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  tell 
Love's  animating  story. 

Ho  !  every  one,  %fc. 

11.  Let  heav'n  and  earth  with  me  unite, 
And  sing  and  shout  hosannah, 

The  Lord  has  pardon'd  all  my  sins, 
And  fill'd  my  soul  with  manna. 

Ho  !  every  one,  ^e. 

12.  Poor  sinners  often  laugh  and  scoff, 
Because  [  sing  hosannah, 

But  they  don't  know  what  this  doth  mean, 
My  soul  is  eating  manna. 

Ho !  every  one,  fyc. 

13.  My  old  companions  think  I'm  lost 
Because  I  sing  hosannah,    . 

But  they  would  sin^  as  loud  as  me, 
If  they  had  tasted  manna. 

Ho !  every  one,  fye. 

14.  The  cold  professors  do  detest 
Such  loud  noise  and  hosannahs  ; 

And  so  did  we  before  we  sought, 
And  found  this  holy  manna. 

Ho !  every  one,  Sft. 


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15.  When  on  my  dying  bed  I  lay, 
My  soul  shall  sing  hosannah, 

With  happy  saints  that  shout  around, 
We'll  have  a  feast  of  manna. 

Ho  !  every  one,  fyc. 

16.  A  glorious  throng  have  gone  before, 
Who  sing  and  shout  hosannah, 

They  stand  around  the  tree  of  life, 
And  always  gather  manna. 

Ho  !  every  one,  Sfc. 

17.  Come  on  ye  followers  of  the  Lamb 
Love  God  and  sing  hosannah, 

We  soon  shall  join  that  holy  throng, 
And  always  live  on  manna. 

Ho  !  every  one,  fyc. 


HYMN  138.  P.  M. 

The  wheat  and  tares. 

X.  THO'  in  the  outward  church  below, 
The  wheat  and  tares  together  grow  ; 
Jesus  e'er  long  will  weed  the  crop, 
And  pluck  the  tares  in  anger  up : 

For  sooji  the  reaping  time  ivill  comef 
And  angels  shout  the  harvest  home. 

2.  Will  it  relieve  their  horrors  there, 
To  recollect  their  stations  here, 

How  much  they  heard,  how  much  they  knew 
How  much  among  the  wheat  they  grew  ? 
JFV  soon  the  reaping  time,  £fc, 

3.  Oh  !  this  will  aggravate  their  case, 
They  perish' d  under  means  of  grace  f 
To  them  the  word  of  life  and  faith 
Became  an  instrument  of  death. 

And  soon,  SfC* 


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4.  We  seem  alike  when  thus  we  mee-t, 

Strangers  might  think  we  all  were  wheat ; 
But  to  the  Lord's  all  searching  eyes 
Each  heart  appears  without  disguise. 

And  soon,  Sfc. 

o.  The  tares  are  spar'd  for  various  ends  ; 
Some  for  the  sake  of  praying  friends  ; 
Others  the  Lord,  against'their  will, 
Employs  his  counsels  to  fulfil. 

But  soon,  fyc. 

6.  But  tho'  they  grow  so  tall  and  strong, 
His  plan  will  not  require  them  long  ; 
In  harvest  when  he  saves  his  own, 
The  tares  shall  into  hell  be  thrown. 

For  soon,  $'c, 

.  Most  awful  thought,  and  is  it  so, 
Must  all  mankind  the  harvest  know  ? 
Is  every  man  a  wheat  or  tare  ? 
Me  for  "that  harvest,  Lord  prepare.^ 

For  soon  the  reaping  time,  $£C. 

HYMN  139.  P.  M. 

ROCK  OF  SALVATION. 

.  If  life's  pleasures  charm  thee,  give  them  not 

thy  heart, 
Lest  the  gift  insnare  thee,  from  thy  God  to 
part ; 
His  favour  seek,  his  praises  speak, 
Fix  here  thy  hope's  foundation  ; 
Serve  him,  and  he  will  ever  be, 
The  Rock  of  thy  Salvation. 

2.  If  distress  befall  thee,  painful  tho'  it  be, 
Let  not  grief  appal  thee,  to  thy  Saviour  flee  ; 
He  ever  near,  thy  prayer  will  hear, 
And  calm  thy  perturbation  ; 


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The  waves  of  wo,  shall  ne'er  o'erflow 
The  Rock  of  thy  Salvation. 

3.  When  earth's  prospects  fail  thee,  let  it  nJ 

distress,  I 

Better  comforts  wait  thee,  Christ  will  freel| 

bless ; 
To  Jesus  flee,  thy  prop  he'll  be, 

Thy  heavenly  consolation  ; 
For  griefs  below  cannot  o'erthrow, 

The  Rock  of  thy  Salvation. 

4.  Dangers  may  approach  thee,  let  them  no 

alarm, 
Christ  will  ever  watch  thee,  and  protect  fron 

harm  ; 
He  near  thee  stands,  with  mighty  hands, 

To  ward  off  each  temptation  ; 
To  Jesus  fly,  he's  ever  nigh, 

The  Rock  of  thy  Salvation. 

5.  Let  not  death  alarm  thee,  shrink  not  from  his 

blow, 
For  thy   God  shall  arm  thee,   and  victory 

bestow  ; 
For  death  shall  bring  to  thee  no  sting, 

The  grave  no  desolation  ; 
?Tis  gain  to  die,  with  Jesus  nigh, 

The  Rock  of  thy  Salvation. 


HYMN  140.  P.  M. 

1.  GREAT  Redeemer,  friend  of  sinners, 

Thou  hast  wond'rous  power  to  save  ; 
Grant  me  grace,  and  still  protect  me, 

Over  life's  tempestuous  wave  : 
May  my  soul  with  sacred  transport. 

View  the  dawn  while  yet  afar, 
And  until  the  sun  arises, 

Lead  me  bv  the  morning  star. 


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2.  O  !  what  madness  !  O  !  what  folly, 
That  ray  heart  should  go  astr 

After  vain  and  foolish  trifles, 

Trifles  only  of  a  day  : 
This  vain  world  with  "all  its  pleasures, 

Very  soon  will  be  no  more  ; 
There's  no  object  worth  admiring. 

But  the  God  whom  we  adore, 

3.  See  the  happy  spirits  waiting, 
On  the  banks  beyond  the  stream. 

Sweet  responders  still  repeating, 

Jesus,  Jesus,  is  their  theme  : 
Hark  !  they  whisper,  lo  !  they  call  me, 

Sister  spirit  come  away  ; 
Lo  !  I  come,  earth  can't  contain  me, 

Hail  the  realms  of  endless  day. 

4.  Swiftly  roll  ye  ling'rin?  hours, 
Seraphs  lencl  your  glittTinsr  wings  ; 

Love  absolves  my  ransom'd  powers, 
Heavenly  sounds  around  me  rings, 

Worlds  of  light  and  crowns  of  glory, 
Far  above  yon  azure  - 

When  by  faith  I  now  behold  you, 
I'll  enjoy  you  soon  on  high." 

HYMN  141.  S.  M. 

The  Female  Pilgrim. 

1.  WHITHER  go'st  thou,  pilgrim,  stranger. 
Passing  through  this  darksome  vale  ? 

Know'st  thou  not,  'tis  full  of  danger. 
And  will  not  thy  courage  . 

rm  bound  for  the  kingdom. 

Witt  you.  zo  to  gtory  with  me'. 
,  Hallelujah,  hallelujah. 

2.  PILGRIM,  the-  ^ost  justly  call  me, 
Wandering  o'er  this  waste  so  wide  ; 

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Yet  no  harm  will  e'er  befall  me, 

While  I'm  blest  with  such  a  GUIDE. 

Fm  bound,  fyc. 

3.  Such  a  Guide  !— No  guide  attends  thee, 
Hence  for  thee  my  fears  arise  ; 

If  a  guardian  power  befriend  thee, 
'Tis  unseen  by  mortal  eyes. 

Fm  bound,  fyc. 

4.  Yes,  unseen — but  still,  believe  me, 
Such  a  Guide  my  steps  attends  ; 

He'll  in  every  strait  relieve  me, 
He  from  every  harm  defend. 

Fm  bound,  tyc. 

5.  Pilgrim  !  see  that  stream  before  thee, 
Darkly  winding  through  the  vale  ; 

Should  its  deadly  waves  roll  o'er  thee, 
Would  not  then  thy  courage  fail  ? 

Fm  bound,  fyc. 

6.  No :  that  stream  has  nothing  frightful, 
To  its  brink  my  steps  I  hena, 

There  to  plunge  will  De  delightful — 
There  my  pilgrimage  will  end. 

Fm  bound,  8{c. 

7.  While  I  gaz'd — with  speed  surprising, 
Down  the  stream  she  plung'd  from  sight ; 

Gazing  still,  I  saw  her  rising 
Like  an  angel,  clothed  with  light. 

Fm  bound,  fyc. 

HYMN  142.  P.  M. 

Gloom  of  autumn, 

1.  HAIL,  ye  sighing  sons  of  sorrow, 
Learn  with  me  your  certain  doom: 

Learn  with  ne  your  fate  to-morrow, 
Dead,  perhaps  laid  in  the  tomb 


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See  all  nature  fading,  dying, 
Silent  all  things  seem  to  mourn, 

><ife  from  vegetation  flying, 
Calls  to  mind  the  mould  ring  urn. 

>.  Lo!  in  yonder  forest  standing, 

Lofty  cedars  how  they  nod, 
Scenes  of  nature,  how  surprising ; 

Read  in  nature,  nature's  God. 
^Virile  the  annual  frosts  are  cropping 

Leaves  and  tendrils  from  the  trees, 
So  our  friends  are  yearly  dropping, 

We  are  like  to  one  of" these. 

5.  Hollow  winds  about  me  roaring, 

Noisy  waters  round  me  rise. 
While  I  sit  my  fate  deploring, 

Tears  fast  streaming  from  my  eyes. 
What  to  me  is  autumn's  treasure, 

Since  I  know  no  earthly  joy, 
Long  have  I  lost  all  youthfufpleasure, 

Time  will  health  and  youth  destroy. 

4.  Former  friends,  how  oft  I've  sought  them. 
Just  to  cheer  a  troubled  mind. 

Now  they're  gone  like  leaves  of  autumn. 

Driven  before  the  dreary  wind. 
When  a  few  more  days  are  wasted, 

And  a  few  more  scenes  are  o'er, 
When  a  few  more  griefs  I've  tasted, 

I  shall  rise  to  fall  no  more. 

5.  Fast  my  sun  of  life's  declining, 
Soon  'twill  set  in  endless  night, 

But  my  hopes,  pure  and  reviving, 

Rise  to  fairer  worlds  of  light." 
Cease  this  trembling,  mourning,  sighing. 

Death  shall  burstlhis  sullen  gloom, 
Then  my  spirit,  fluttering,  flying, 

Shall  be  borne  beyond  the  tomb. 


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HYMN  143.  P.  M. 

1.  AS  near  to  Calvary  I  pass, 
Methinks  I  see  a  bloody  cross, 

Where  a  poor  victim" lianas  ; 
His  flesh  with  rugged  irons  tore, 
His  limbs  all  dress'd  in  purple  gore. 

Gasping  in  dying  pangs. 

2.  Surpris'd  the  spectacle  to  see, 
I  ask'd  who  can  this  victim  be, 

In  such  exquisite  pain  ? 
Why  thus  consign'd  to  woes,  I  cried.. 
"  Tis  I,"  the  bleeding  God  reply'd,  ' 

"  To  save  a  world  from  sin." 

3.  A  God  for  rebel  mortals  dies  ! 
How  can  it  be  !  my&oul  replies,- 

What !  Jesus  die  for  me  ! 
Yes,"  saith  the  suffering  Son  of  God, 
"  I  *nve  my  life,  I  spill  my  blood, 
"For  thee,  poor  soul,  for  thee." 

4.  Lord,  since  thy  life  thou'st  freely  giv'n, 
To  bring  my  wretched  soul  to  heaven, 

And  bless  me  with  thy  love  ; 
Then  at  thy  feet,  O  God,  I'll  fall, 
Give  thee  my  life,  my  soul,  my  all, 

To  reign  with  thee  above. 

HYMN  144.  P.  M. 

1.  SEE  the  eternal  Judge  descending, 
Seated  on  his  father's  throne  ; 

Now  poor  sinner,  Christ  will  show  thee 
That  he's  with  the  Father  one  : 

Trumpets  call  thee, 
Stand  and  hear  thy  awful  doom. 

2.  Hear  the  sinner  now  lamenting. 
At  the  sight  of  fiercer  pain  : 


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Ones  and  tears  he  now  is  venting, 
But  he  weeps  and  cries  in  vain: 

Greatly  mourning, 
That  he  "ne'er  was  born  again* 

3.  Yonder  sits  my  slighted  Saviour. 
With  the  marks  ofdyinjr  lov 

O  !  that  I  had  sought  His  favour, 
When  I  felt  his  spirit  move  ! 

Doom'd  I'm  lastly. 
For  I  have  against  him  strove. 

4.  All  his  wooing  I  have  slighted, 
While  he  daily  sought  rny  soul, 

If  my  vows  to  him  I  plighted, 
Yet  for  sin  I  broke  them  all : 

Golden  moments, 
How  neglected  did  they  roll  ! 

2.  There  I  see  my  godly  neighbours, 
Who  were  once  despis'd  by  me, 

Now  they're  clad  in  dazzling  splendour, 
Waiting  my  sad  fate  to  see : 

Farewell  neighbours — 
Dismal  gulf  PnT bound  for  thee* 

6.  Hail !  ye  ghosts  that  dwell  in  darkness, 
Groaning,  rattling  of  your  chains  ! 

Christ  has  now  denounc'd  my  sentence. 
I'm  to  dwell  in  endless  pains  ; 

Down  I'm  rolling, 
Never  to  return  again. 

7.  Now  experience  plainly  shows  me, 
Hell  is  not  a  fabled  thing, 

Sow  I  see  my  friends  in  glory, 
Round  the  throne  they  ever  sing, 

I'm  tormented 
With  an  everlasting  stingr. 


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HYMN   145.  P.  M. 

The  benefit  of  Prayer. 

1.  WHAT  various  hindrances  we  meet, 
In  coming"  to  the  mercy  seat ; 

Yet  who  that  knows  the  worth  of  prayer, 
But  wishes  to  be  often  there. 

2.  Prayer  makes  the  darkest  clouds  withdraw, 
Prayer  climbs  the  ladder  Jacob  saw, 
Gives  exercise  to  faith  and  love, 

Brings  ev'ry  blessing  from  above. 

3.  Restraining  prayer,  we  cease  to  fight, 
Prayer  makes  the  Christian's  armour  bright, 
Ana  Satan  trembles  when  he  sees 

The  weakest  saint  upon  his  knees. 

4.  When  Moses  stood  with  arms  spread  wide. 
Success  was  found  on  Israel's  side  : 

But  when  through  weariness  they  fail'd, 
That  moment  Amalek  prevail'd. 

5.  Have  you  no  words  ?  Ah,  think  again, 
Words  flow  apace  when  you  complain, 
And  fill  your  fellow  creatures'  ear 
With  the  sad  tale  of  all  your  care. 

0.  Were  half  the  time  that's  vainly  spent. 
To  heaven  in  supplications  sent : 
Our  cheerful  songs  would  oftener  be, 
Hear  what  the  Lord  has  dome  for  me. 

HYMN  146.  C.  M, 

For  a  believer  in  worldly  business. 

1.  LO  I  come,  with  joy  to  do 

My  master's  blessed  will ; 
Him  in  outward  things  pursue, 

A»d  serve  his  pleasure  still : 


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Faithful  to  mv  Lord's  commands, 
I  still  would  choose  the  better  part, 

Serve  with  careful  Martha's  Hands, 
And  humble  Mary's  heart. 

2.  Careful  without  care  I  am, 
Nor  feel  my  happy  toil ; 

Kept  in  peace  by  Jesu's  name, 

Supported  by  his  smile. 
Joyful  thus  my  faith  to  show, 

I  rind  his  service  my  reward  ; 
Every  work  I  do  below, 

I  do  it  to  the  Lord. 

3.  Thou  O  Lord  in  tender  love  ; 
Dost  all  my  burdens  bear ; 

Lift  my  heart  to  things  above, 

And' keep  it  ever  tliere. 
Calm  on  tumult's  wheel  I  sit, 

'Midst  busy  multitudes  alone  : 
Sweetlv  waiting  at  thv  feet, 

'Till  all  thy  will  be  'done. 

4.  To  the  desert  or  the  cell, 
Let  others  blindly  fly  ; 

In  this  evil  world  I"  dwell, 

Unhurt,  unspotted  I. 
Here  I  find  a  douse  of  prayer, 

To  which  I  inwardly  retire  ; 
Walking  unconcern'din  care, 

And  unconsunrd  in  fire. 

5.  Thou,  O  Lord  my  portion  art, 

Before  I  hence  remove  ; 
Now  my  treasure  and  my  heart 

Are  all  laid  up  above. 
Far  above  these  earthly  things, 

While  yet  my  hands  are  here  employed? 
Sees  my  soul  the  King  of  kings, 

And  Freely  talks  with  God. 


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6. 0  that  all  the  earth  might  know 

Of  living  thus  to  thee, 
Find  their  heaven  begun  below, 

And  here  thy  goodness  see. 
Walk  in  all  thy  works  prepar'd 

By  thee  to  exercise  thy  grace, 
rTill  they  gain  their  full  reward, 

And  see  thy  glorious  face. 

HYMN    147.  C.   M. 

At  the  funeral  of  a  young  person. 

1.  WHEN  blooming  youth  is  snatch'd  away 
By  death's  resistless  hand, 

Our* hearts  the  mournful  tribute  pay  ; 
Which  pity  must  demand. 

2.  While  pity  prompts  the  rising  sigh, 
O  may  this  truth,  imprest 

With  awful  power, — '  I  too  must  die  !' 
Sink  deep  in  every  breast. 

5.  Let  this  vain  world  engage  no  more  ; 

Behold  the  gaping  tomb  ! 
It  bids  us  seize  the  present  hour, 

To-morrow  death  may  come. 

4.  The  voice  of  this  alarming  scene 
May  every  heart  obey  ; 

Nor  be  the  heavenly  warning  vainf 
Which  calls  to  watch  and  pray. 

5.  O  let  us  fly,  to  Jesus  fly, 
Whose  powerful  arm  can  save  ; 

Then  shall  our  hopes  ascend  on  high, 
And  triumph  o'er  the  grave. 

6.  Great  God  thy  sovereign  grace  impart, 
With  cleansing,  healing  power  ; 

This  only  can  prepare  the  heart, 
For  death's  all  solemn  hour. 


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HYMN  148.  P.  M. 

1.  LORD  and  am  I  yet  alive, 
Not  in  torments,  not  in  hell, 
Still  doth  thy  good  Spirit  strive — 
With  the  chiel  of  sinners  dwell ! 

Tell  it,  unto  sinners  ielL 
lam,  lam  out  of  hell. 

2.  Yes,  I  still  lift  up  mine  eyes, 
Will  not  of  thy  love  despair  : 
Still,  in  spite  of  sin,  I  rise, 
Still  I  bow  to  thee  in  pray'r. 

Tell  it,  &fc. 

3.  O  the  length  and  breadth  of  love  : 
Jesus,  Saviour,  can  it  be  ? 

All  thy  mercy's  height  I  prove, 
All  the  depth  is  seen  in  me. 

Tell  it,  %c. 

4.  See  a  bush  that  burns  with  fire, 
Unconsum'd  amid  the  flame  ! 
Turn  aside  the  sight  V  admire — 
I  the  living  wonder  am ! 

Tell  it,  £c. 

b.  See  a  stDne  that  hangs  in  air  1 
See  a  spark  in  ocean  live  ! 
Kept  alive  with  death  so  near, 
I  to  God  the  glory  give : 

liver  tell — to  sinners  tell. 
J  am,  I  am  out  of  hell. 


HYMN  149.  L.  M. 

h  WHILE  on  the  verge  of  life  I  stand, 
And  view  the  scene  on  either  hand, 


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My  SDirit  struggles  with  my  clay, 
And  longs  to  wing  its  flight  away* 

2.  Where  Jesus  dwells  my  soul  would  be, 
And  faints  my  much-loV'd  Lord  to  see  : 
Earth,  twine  no  more  about  my  heart, 
For  'tis  far  better  to  depart. 

3.  Come,  ye  angelic  convoys,  come, 
And  lead  the  willing  pilgrims  home  ! 
Ye  know  the  way  to  Jesu's  throne  : 
Source  of  my  joys,  and  of  your  own. 

4.  That  blissful  interview,  how  sweet, 
To  fall  transported,  at  his  feet ! 
Rais'd  in  his  arms  to  view  his  face, 
Thro'  the  full  beaming  of  his  grace. 

5.  As  with  the  seraph's  voice  to  sing, 
To  fly  as  on  the  cherub's  wing  ! 
Performing  with  unwearied  hands, 
The  present  Saviour's  high  commands. 

C.  Yet,  with  these  prospects  full  in  sight, 
We'll  wait  the  signal  for  the  flight ; 
For  while  thy  service  we  pursue, 
We  find  a  heav'n  in  all  we  do. 

HYMN  150.  S.  M. 

1.  O  WHY  should  unbelief 

Stay  the  Almighty's  hand, 
That  hand  which  holds  my  sure  reliefl 

Though  earth  and  hell  withstand. 

2.  My  soul,  believe  and  nray, 
Without  a  doubt  believe, 
Whate'er  we  ask  in  God's  own  way, 
We  shall  in  truth  receive 


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3.  Here  stands  the  promise  fair, 
For  God  cannot  repent : 

To  fervent  persevering  prav'r. 
He'll  every  blessing  grant. 


HYMN  151.  P.  M. 


Believers  Sufferings. 

1.  HOW  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  the 

Lord, 
Is  laid  for  your  faith  in  his  excellent  word, 
What  more  can  he  say,  than  to  you  he  hath 

said, 
You,  who  unto  Jesus  for  refuge  have  fled. 

2.  In  every  condition,  in  sickness,  in  health, 
In  poverty's  vail,  or  abounding  in  wealth  ; 
At  home  and  abroad,  on  the  lanl,  on  the  sea, 

*  As  thy  clays  may  demand,  shall  thy  strength 

ever  be. 

3. '  Fear  not,  I  ?m  with  thee,  O  be  not  dismay 'd, 

*  I,  I  am  thy  God,  and  will  still  give  thee  aid  ; 
Til   strengthen  thee,  help  thee,  and  cause 

thee  to  stand, 
(  Upheld  by  my  righteous  omnipotent  hand. 

4.*  When  through  the  deep  waters  I  call  thee 
to  go, 

*  The  rivers  of  wo  shall  not  thee  overflow  ; 
Tor  I  will  be  with  thee,  thy  troubles  to  bless, 

*  And  sanctify  to  thee  thy  deepest  distress. 

5.*  When  through  fiery  trials  thy  path  way 
shall  lie, 
*Mv  grace  all  sufficient,  shall  be  thy  supply, 
4  The  flame  shall  not  hurt  thee,  I  only  design 
{ Thy  dross  to  consume,  and  thy  gold  to  re- 
fine. 


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6. i  Even  down  to  old  age,  all  my  people  shaU 

prove, 
1  My  sovereign,  eternal,  unchangeable  love  ; 
1  And  when  hoary  hairs  shall  these  temples 

adorn, 
1  Like  lambs  they  shall  still  in  my  bosom  be 

borne. 

7.  *  The  soul  that  on  Jesus  hath  leaned  for  re- 
pose 
*  I  will  not,  I  will  not ;  desert  to  his  foes, 
1  That  soul,  though  all  hell  should  endeavour 

to  shake, 
Til  nevei,  no  never,  no  never  forsake.' 

HYMN  152.  L.  M. 

1.  WHEN  I  survey  the  wond'rous  cross 
On  which  the  Prince  of  Glory  dy'd, 

My  richest  gain  I  count  but  loss, 
And  pour  contempt  on  all  mv  pride  ? 

Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  should  ooast, 
Save  in  the  death  of  Christ,  my  God  : 

All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  most, 
I  sacrifice  them  to  thy  blood. 

2.  See  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 
Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down, 

Di ]  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet, 
Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown  ? 

Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine, 
That  were  a  present  far  too  small : 

Love  so  amazing,  so  divine, 
Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 

HYMN  153.  C.  M. 

1.  JESUS,  I  love  thy  charming  name, 
,fTis  music  to  my  ear  : 


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Fain  would  I  sound  it  out  so  loud 
That  earth  and  heaven  might  hear. 

Yes  thou  art  precious  to  my  soul, 
My  transport  and  my  trust, 

Jewels  to  thee  are  gaudy  toys  ; 
And  gold  is  sordid  dust. 

Chor. — A  Saviour !  let  creation  sing  I 
A  Saviour  !  let  all  heaven  ring  ! 
He's  God  with  us,  ice  feel  him  ourSj 
His  fulness  in  our  souls  he  pours, 
'Tis  almost  done—'tis  almost  o'er, 
We're  joining  them  icho're  gone  before, 
We  then  shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 

2.  O  may  thy  grace  still  cheer  my  heart  ! 

And  shed  its  fragrance  there ! 
The  noblest  balm  of  all  its  wounds, 

The  cordials  of  its  care. 
I'll  speak  the  honours  of  thy  name, 

With  my  last  lab'ring  breath  ; 
When  speechless,  clasp  thee  in  my  arms : 

My  joy  in  life  and  death. 

A  Saviour,  fyc. 

HYMN  154.  P.  M. 

1.  SHOW  me  the  souls  to  doubt  expos'd, 
To  such  this  question  is  propos'd : 
Ask,  saith  the  Lord,  and  let  me  know, 
What  I  shall  now  on  thee  bestow. 

2.  Say,  what  thy  wants,  and  what  thy  woes  ! 
Dost  thou  in  me  thy  trust  repose  ? 

Art  thou  my  friend:  sincerely  true  ? 
Speak,  for  thy  springs  of  thought  I  view. 

3.  Art  thou  to  seriousness  inclin'd  ? 
Ask,  and  I'll  solemnize  thy  mind  ; 
Dost  thou  want  love  to  Jesu's  name  ? 
Ask,  and  his  maUhless  love  proclaim. 


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•k.  Dost  thou  want  peace  and  pardon  seal'd? 
Ask,  for  they  wait  to  be  reveal'd  ; 
Dost  thou  want  faith  and  holy  fear? 
Ask,  and  behold  the  blessings  near. 

o.Dostthou  want  strength  'gainst  sin  to  fight  r 
Ask,  and  I'll  make  thoe  strong  in  might : 
Dost  thou  want  light  and  life  divine  f 
Ask,  and  eternal  life  is  thine. 

6.  Wilt  thou  be  made  completely  whole? 
Ask,  and  I'll  renovate  thy  soul ; 
This  instant  ask,  arise  and  pray, 
Nor  lose  such  blessings  by  delay. 


HYMN  155.  P.  M, 

Fleeting  moments* 

1.  I'LL  sing  my  Saviour's  grace 
And  his  dear  name  I'll  praise, 

While  in  this  land  of  sorrow  I  remain  ; 

My  troubles  soon  will  end, 

And  my  soul  ascend, 
When  freed  from  (his  dull  clod  of  cumb'rous 
clay. 

2.  A  pilgrim  here  below, 
While  in  this  vale  of  wo, 

I  live  in  exile,  mourning  like  the  dove  ; 

My  days  in  sorrow  roll, 

And  my  weary  soul, 
With  earnest  longing  pants  to  mount  above. 

3.  Tho'  few  my  days  have  been, 
Much  trouble  I  nave  seen, 

And  deep  afflictions  I  have  waded  through  ; 

For  thornv  is  the  way, 

To  eternal  day, 
Yet  forward  will  I  press  and  onward  go. 


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4.  Another  day  is  gone, 
And  yon  declining  sun, 

lias  veil'd  his  radiant  beams  in  sable  shade*?, 
While  gloomy  darkness  reigns, 
O'er  the  extensive  plains, 

And  awful  silence  close  the  solemn  scene. 

5.  Thus  rapid  flies  away, 
Ev'ry  succeeding  dav, 

And  life's  "declining  light  draws  to  a  close  ; 

This  life's  short  setting  sun, 

Will  in  death  go  down, 
And  lay  my  weary  limbs  in  sweet  repose. 

6.  On  eagle's  wings  of  love, 
Then  I'll  mount  above, 

And  find  my  passage  safe  to  endless  day, 

Then  happy  sweet  surprise  ; 

What  great  new  wonders  rise, 
When  freed  from  thi3  dull  clod  of  curnb'rous 
clay. 

7.  O  what  a  glorious  sight, 
And  what  supreme  delight, 

Will  strike  my  raptur'd  soul  when  I  behold — 

Fair  Salem's  gates  I  see, 

Open  fly  to  me, 
And  streets  of  glitt'ring  new  transparent  gold. 

3.         But  oh  !  and  shall  I  then, 

Behold  the  friend  of  men, 
The  man  who  suffer'd,  bled,  and  dy'd  for  me  ; 

Who  bore  my  load  of  sin, 

Sorrow,  grief,  and  pain, 
To  make  me  happy,  and  to  set  me  free  ? 

9.         To  living  fountains  then, 

And  to  rich  pastures  green, 
To  trees  of  paradise  he  leads  his  lambs  ; 

While  millions  falling  down  ; 

Prostrate  all  around. 
And  at  his  footstool  casttheirglitt'ringcrowns. 
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10.       Ye  heavenly  arches  ring, 

Sim?  Hallelujah,  sing, 
Hail !  holy,  holy,  lioly,  bleeding  lamb  < 

Once  I  was  dead  in  sin, 

But  now  I  live  again, 
And  glory,  glory,  glory,  to  his  name. 

HYMN  156.— 6.  4. 

).  SOUND,  sound  the  truth  abroad, 
Bear  ye  the  word  of  God 

Thro'  the  wide  world  ; 
Tell  what  our  Lord  has  done, 
Tell  how  the  day  is  won, 
And  from  his  lofty  throne, 

Satan  is  hurl'd. 

2.  Far  over  sea  and  land, 

'Tis  our  Lord's  own  command, 

Bear  ye  his  name  ; 
Bear  it  to  ev'ry  shore, 
Regions  unknown  explore, 
Enter  at  ev'ry  door — 

Silence  is  shame. 

3.  Speed  on  the  wings  of  love, 
Jesus  who  reigns  above 

Bids  us  to  fly, 
They  who  his  message  bear, 
Should  neither  doubt  nor  fear ; 
He  will  their  friend  appear  ; 

He  will  be  nigh. 

4.  When  on  the  mighty  deep, 
He  will  their  spirits  keep, 

Stay'd  on  his  word  ; 
When  in  a  foreign  land, 
No  other  friend  at  hand, 
Jesus  will  by  them  stand- 
Jesus,  their  Lord. 


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5.  Ye  who  forsaking  all, 
At  your  lov'd  Master's  call, 

Comforts  resign  ; 
Soon  will  your  work  be  done, 
Soon  will  the  prize  be  won  ; 
Brighter  than  yonder  sun3 
Then  shall  ye  shine. 


HYMN  157.— S.  7.  4. 

1.  SAVIOUR  visit  thy  plantation  ; 
Grant  us,  Lord,  a  gracious  rai 

All  will  come  to  desolation, 
Unless  thou  return  again. 

Lord  revive  its, 
All  our  help  must  come  from  thee. 

2.  Keep  no  longer  at  a  distance. 
Shine  upon  us  from  on  Ir 

Lest,  for  want  of  thine  assistance, 
Ev'ry  plant  shall  droop  and  die. 

Lord,  fyc. 

3.  Surely,  once  thy  garden  ilourish'd, 
Ev'ry  part  look'd  gay  and  green; 

Then  thy  word  our  spirits  nourish'd, 
Happy  seasons  we  have  seen ! 

Lord,  fyc. 

4.  But  a  drought  has  since  succeeded, 
And  a  sad  decline  we  see  ; 

Lord,  thy  help  is  greatly  needed, 
Help  can  only  come  from  thee. 

Lord}  fyc. 

5.  Where  are  those  we  counted  leaders, 
Fill'd  with  zeal  and  love  and  truth  ? 

Old  professors  tall  as  cedars, 
Bright  examples  to  our  youth. 

Lord,  fyc. 
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6.  Some  in  whom  we  once  delighted, 

We  shall  meet  no  more  below  ; 
Some  alas  !  we  fear  are  blighted, 

Scarce  a  single  leaf  they  show. 

Lord,  fyc. 

r.  Younger  plants — the  sight  how  pleasant ! 

Cover  d  thick  with  blossoms  stood  ; 
But  they  cost  us  grief  at  present, 

Frost  has  nipp'd  them  in  the  bud. 

Lord,  fyc+ 

S.  Dearest  Saviour,  hasten  hither, 
Thou  canst  make  them  bloom  again  ; 

0,  permit  them  not  to  wither, 
Let  not  all  our  hopes  be  vain. 

Lord,  SyC, 

9.  Let  our  mutual  love  be  fervent, 
Make  us  prevalent  in  prayer ; 

Let  each  one,  esteem'd  thy  servant, 
Shun  the  world's  bewitching  snares. 

Lord,  8fc^ 

10.  Break  the  tempter's  fatal  power, 
Turn  the  stony  heart  to  flesh ; 

An*!  begin  from  this  good  hour 
To  revive  thy  work  afresh. 

Lord,  fyc> 

HYMN  158.  P.  M. 

1.  REMEMBER,  sinful  youth,  you  must  die 

you  must  die ! 
Remember,  sinful  youth,  you  must  die  ! 
Remember,  sinful  youth,  who  hate  the  w 

of  truth, 
And  in  your  pleasures  boast,  you  mu.«'die 

you  must  lie  ! 
And  in  your  pleasures  boast,  you  must  die 


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2.  Uncertain  are  your  days  here  below,  &c. 
UncertaiB  aro  ^our  days,  <Scc. 
Uncertain.are  your  days,  for  God  hath  many 

w  ys 
To  bring  you  to  your  graves   here  below, 
here  b'elow. 

To  bring,  &c. 

3.  And  if  you  travel  down  the  broad  road,  the 

broad  road, 
And  if  you  travel  down,  &c. 
And  if  you  travel  down  to  darkness  you  are 

bound, 
Eternally  around  the  broad. road,  &c. 
Eternally,  &c. 

4.  To    a    dreadful    judgment    day     you    are 

bound,  &c. 
To  a  dreadful  judgment  day,  &x. 
To    a    dreadful    judgment*  day,     be    your 

thoughts  whate  er  they  may  : 
Nor  can  you  it  delay,  you  are  bound,  &c. 
Nor  "can  you,  &c. 

5.  The  God  who  built  the  sky,  great  I  AM,  &Q. 
The  God  who  built  the  sky,  <fec. 

The  God  who  built  the  sky,  hath  said,  (and 

cannot  lie,) 
Impenitents  must  die,  and  be  damn'd,  &c. 
Impenitents,  &c. 

6.  And  O  !  my  friends,  don't  you,  I  entreat,  &c. 
And  O  !  my  friends,  don't"  you,  &c. 
And  O !  my  friends,  don't  you,  your  carnal 

mirth  pursue, 
Your  guilty  souls  undo,  I  entreat,  &c. 
Your  guilty,  &c. 

7.  Unto  the  Saviour  flee,  'scape  for  life,  &e. 
Unto  the  Saviour  flee,  &c. 


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Unto  the  Saviour  flee,  lest  death  eternal  be, 
Your  final  destiny  ;  'scape  for  life,  &c. 
Your  final,  &c. 

HYMN  159.  C.  M. 

1.  WHAT  wond'rous  love  is  this,  O  !  my  soul 

O  !  my  soul ! 
What  wond'rous  love  is  this,  O  !  my  soul ! 
What  wond'rous  love  is  this,  thatcaus'd  the 

Lord  of  bliss, 
To  send  this  precious  peace  to  my  soul,  t( 

my  soul, 
To  send  this  precious  peace  to  my  soul. 

2.  When  I  was  sinking  down,  &c. 
When  I  was  sinking  down,  &c. 

When  I  was  sinking  down,  beneath  God's 

righteous  frown, 
Christ  laid  aside  his  crown,  for  my  soul,  for 

my  soul, 
Christ  laid  aside  his  crown,  &c. 

3.  Ye  winged  seraphs  fly,  bear  the  news,  bean; 

the  news. 
Ye  winged  seraphs  fly,  &c. 
Ye  winged  seraphs  fly,  like  comets  through! 

the  sky, 
Fill  vast  eternity  with  the  news,  &c. 
Fill  vast  eternity,  &c. 

4.  Ye  friends  of  Zion's  King,  join  his  praise,  &c. 
Ye  friends  of  Zion's  King,  &c. 

Ye  friends  of  Zion's  King,  with  hearts  and 

voices  sing, 
And    strike    each    tuneful    string    in    his 

praise,  &c. 
And  strike  each,  &c. 

5.  To  God  and  to  the  Lamb  I  will  sing,  &c> 
To  God  and  to  the  Lamb,  &c. 


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To  God  and  to  the  Lamb,  who  is  the  great 

I  AM  : 
While  millions  join  the  theme  I  will  sing,  &c. 
While  millions  join,  &c. 

6.  And  when  from  death  I'm  free,   I'll   sing 
on,  &c. 
And  when  from  death  I'm  free,  &c. 
And  when  from  death  I'm  free,  I'll  sing  and 

joyful  be  ; 
And  through  eternity  I'll  sing  on,  &C. 
And  through  eternity,  &c. 


HYMN  160.  C.  II. 

1.  O  THOU,  whose  tender  mercy  hears, 
Contrition's  humble  sic-;: 

Whose  hand  indulgent,  wipes  the  tears 
from  sorrows  weeping  i 

2.  See,  low  before  thy  throne  of  grace, 
A  wretched  wanderer  mourn  : 

thou  not  bid  me  seek  thy  face  ? 
Hast  thou  not  said -4*  Return  ?" 

3.  And  shall  my  guilty  fears  prevail 
To  drive  me  from  thy  fe 

Oh,  let  not  this  dear  refuge  fail, 
This  only  safe  retr : 

4.  Oh,  shine  on  this  benighted  heart, 
With  beams  of  mercy  "shine  ! 

And  let  thy  healing  voice  impart 
A  taste  of  joys  divine. 


HYMN  181.  P.  M. 

L  HARK  !.  the  voice  of  love  mercy  I 
Sounds  aloud  from  Calvary  : 


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See,  it  rends  the  rocks  asunder— 
bhakes  the  earth  and  veils  the  skv  f 
"  It  is  finish'd  !"  y  ' 

Hear  the  Saviour— dying—cry. 

2.  It  is  finish'd  !-Oh,  what  pleasure 
Uo  these  precious  words  afford  » 
Heav'nly  blessings  without  measure, 
Flo w  to  us  from  Christ,  the  Lord  : 
It  is  finish'd  ! 
Saints,  the  dying  words  record. 

3.  Fimsh'd-all  the  types  and  shadows 
Ut  the  ceremonial  law  ; 
Finish'd— all  that  God  had  promis'd : 
lleath  and  hell  no  more  shall  awe  • 
It  is  finish'd  ! 
Saints  from  hence  your  comforts  draw. 

4.  Tune  your  harps  anew,  ye  seraphs,— 
Join  to  sing  the  pleasing  theme  • 
All  on  earth  and  all  in  Eeaven,   ' 
Join  to  praise  Immanuel's  name, 
Hallelujah  ! 
Glory  to  the  bleeding  Lamb  ! 

HYMN  163.— 10  &  11. 

''  HAMediato°rU   ^^  mpm  When  the  ^reat 

Down    from  'the    mansion    of    heav'n    did 

oescend, 

Shepherds  go  worship  the  babe  in  a  manner, 
Lo  !  for  his  guard  the  bright  angels  attend! 

CHORUS. 

Kindest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning 
Dawn  on  our  darkness  and  lend  us  thine  aid  ; 

Star  in  the  east  the  horizon  adorning 

Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemer  was  land. 


2.  Cold  on  his  cradle  the  dew  drops  were  shin- 

insr, 
Low  lay  his  head  with  the  beasts  of  the  stall. 
\narels  aSore  him,  in  slumbers  reclining", 
Maker  and  Monarch  and  Saviour  of  all. 

Kindest,  8fC. 

3.  Say  shall  we  yield  him  a  costly  devotion, 
Odours  of  Eden,  or  offering  divine  ; 

Gems  from  the  mountains  or  pearls  from  the 
ocean, 
Myrrh  from  the  forest,   or  gold   from  the 
mine. 

Kindest,  fyc, 

4.  Vainly  we  offer  each  ample  oblation, 
All  those  can  never  his  favour  secure  *, 

Richer  by  far  is  the  heart's  adoration, 
Dearest  to  God  are  the  prayers  of  the  poor. 

Kindest,  fyc, 

5.  Low  at  his  feet,  we  in  humble  prostration, 
Lose  all  our  sorrow,  and  trouble  and  strife ; 

There  we  receive  his  divine  consolation, 
Flowing  afresh  from  the  fountain  of  Life. 

Kindest,  &fc. 

6.  He  is  our  friend  in  the  midst  of  temptation. 
Faithful  supporter  whose  love  cannot  fail, 

Rock  of  our  refuge  and  Hope  of  Salvation, 
Light  to  direct  us  thro'  death's  gloomy 

Kindest]  fyc. 

7.  Star  of  the  morning,  thy  brightness  declin- 

ing, 
Shortly  must  fade  when  the  sun  doth  arise ; 
Beaming  refulgent,  his  glory  eternal : 
Shines  on  the  children  of  Love  in  the  skies. 

Kindest,  &*c. 


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HYMN  164.  L.  M. 

I.  THE  Land  of  Glory  lies 
Beyond    old  Jordan's  stream 

A  reo-ion  m  the  skies, 
Where  fields  are  always  green, 

O  happy  place  of  sweet  repose 

KTifS w ^nd+deat>  no  entrance  knows. 
And  Life  s  fair  tree  for  ever  grows. 

2.  There Truits  of  gen'rous  growth, 

Hang  bending  on  their  viSe  • 
And  snrma-s  of  living  worth, 

bend  forth  a  stream  divine. 
How  sweet  is  Eden's  peaceful  strew* 
That  glides  along  the  vales  of  green  ' 
Of  such  delight  the  world  dontVeam. 

3'  There  saints  and  angels  drink 
And  plunge  in  seas  of  love  ;    ' 
NaMiM :0f  which  they  think, 

Shall  be  withheld  above. 
*  or  all  the  blessinrrg  0f  the  throne, 
Do  freely  flow  to  every  one  ;  ' 

m  Secur'd  to  them  thro'  Christ  alone. 

4.  Tnen  let  us  urge  our  way, 
1.0  Canaan's  peaceful  land, 
And  bless  the  openino-  r]av 
t^enwem  on  Zion  stand. 
All  cloth'd  in  linen  clean  and  white, 

wi  -ir°n?s  -°f  ?lory'  wond'rons  brick 
While  Christ  appears  !  our  hearts  delight. 

5.  Soon  shall  our  toil  be  o'er— 

Our  suffering  and  our  pain : 
We  11 1  meet  upon  that,  shore, 

And  never  part  again. 


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And  sing  the  song,  redeeming  love, 
While  we  stand  round  the  throne  above 
And  all  the  joys  of  heaven  prove. 

6.  Ye  valiant  souls  fight  on, 

Your  work  will  soon  be  done. 
And  then  you'll  wear  the  crown, 

Which  you  by  faith  have  won. 
O  !  hear  the  joyful  welcome  sound, 
Your  work  is  done,  you  shall  be  crown'd  ! 
.My  holy  name  with  Vou  is  found. 

HYMN  165.  C.  M. 

1.  FROM  Salem's  gates  advancing  slow. 
What  object  meets  my  eyes, 

What  mean  that  majesty  of  wo, 
What  mean  those  mingled  cries. 

2.  Who  is  the  man  that  groans  beneath 
The  pond'rous  cross  of  wood, 

Who's  soul's  oppressed  with  pangs  of  deathj 
And  body  bathed  in  blood  ? 

3.  Is  this  the  man  !  can  this  be  he 
The  prophets  have  foretold, 

Should  with  transgressors  numbered  bfe 
And  for  my  crimes  be  sold  ? 

4.  Ah,  lovely  sight,  a  heavenly  form 
For  sinful  souls  to  see, 

111  creep  beside  him  as  a  worm 
And  see  him  die  for  me. 

HYMN  166.  P.  If. 

1.  HEAR  the  royal  proclamation, 
The  glad  tidings  of  salvation, 
H3 


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Publishing  to  every  creature, 

To  the  rum'd  sons  of  nature. 

Jesus  reigns— he  reigns  victorious, 
Over  heaven  and  earth  most  glorious, 


Jesus 


reigns. 


2.  See  the  royal  banners  flying, 
Hear  the  Heralds  loudly  crying, 
Rebel  sinners  royal  favour 
Now  is  offered  by  the  Saviour. 

Lo  !  he  reigns,  fyc. 

3.  Hear  ye  sons  of  wrath  and  ruin, 

Who  have  wrought  your  own  undoing  ; 
Here  is  Life  and  free  salvation, 
Offer'd  to  the  whole  creation. 

Jesus  reigns,  fyc. 

4.  It  was  for  you  that  Jesus  died, 
For  you,  he  was  crucified, 
Conquered  death,  and  rose  to  heaven, 
Life  eternal  through  him  is  given. 

Lo  !  he  reigns,  8jc. 

5.  Turn  unto  the  Lord  most  holy, 
Shun  the  paths  of  vice  and  folly- 
Turn,  or  you  are  lost  for  ever  ; 

O !  now  turn  to  God   your  Saviour. 

Lo  !  he  reigns,  fyc. 

6.  Here  is  wine  and  milk  and  honey, 
Come  and  purchase  without  money, 
Mercy  like  a  flowing  fountain, 
Streaming  from  thelioly  mountain. 

Jesus  reigns,  fyo. 

7.  For  this  love  let  rocks  and  mountains, 
Purling  streams,  and  crystal  fountains, 
Roaring  thunders  lightning  blazes, 
Shout  the  great  Messiahs  praises. 

Lo  I  he  reigns,  fyc. 


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*.  Shout  ye  tongues  of  every  nation, 
To'the'bounos  of  the  creation 
Shout  the  praise  of  JuriVs  Lion, 
The  Almighty  King  of  Zion. 

Lo  !  he  reigns j  fyc. 

9.  Now  our  souls  have  caught  new  fire, 
Brethren,  raise  your  voices  higher  ; 
Shout  with  joyful  acclamation 

To  the  price  of  our  salvation. 

Lo !  he  reigns,  fyc. 

10.  Shout  ve  saints,  make  joyful  mention, 
Christ  has  purchas'd  our  redemption  ; 
Angels,  shout  the  joyful  story. 
Through  the  brighter  worlds*  of  crlory. 

Jesus  reigns,  $*c, 

HYMN  167.  C.  If. 

i.  AM  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 

A  follower  of  the  Lamb  ? 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause, 

Or  blush  to  speak  his  name. 

2.  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies, 
On  flowery  beds  of  ease  ! 

While  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 
And  saiPd  thro'  bloody  seas  ? 

3.  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  ? 
Must  I  not  stem  the  flood  ? 

Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  me  on  to  God  ? 

4.  Sure.  I  must  fight  if  I  would  reign, 
^  Increase  my  courage  Lord: 

I'll  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pam, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 


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5.  Thy  saints  in  all  this  glorious  war, 
S.iall  conquer  tho'  they  die  ; 

They  see  the  triumph  from  afar, 
And  seize  it  with  their  eye. 

6.  When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise, 
And  all  thy  armies  shine 

In  robes  of  victory  thro'  the  skies, 
The  glory  shall  be  thine. 

HYMN  168.  C.  M. 

1.  JESUS  I  throw  my  arms  around, 
And  hang  upon  thy  breast ; 

Without  a  gracious  smile  from  thee, 
My  spirit  cannot  rest. 

2.  O  !  tell  me  that  my  worthless  name 
Is  graven  on  thy  hands  ! 

Show  me  some  promise  in  thy  book, 
Where  my  salvation  stands. 

3.  Give  me  some  kind  assuring  word, 
To  sink  my  fears  again  ; 

And  cheerfully  my  soul  shall  wait 
Her  threescore  years  and  ten. 

HYMN  1G9.  L.  M. 

1.  RETURN,  O  wanderer,  return, 
And  seek  an  injur'd  Father's  face  ; 

Those  warm  desires  that  in  thee  burn, 
Were  kindled  by  reclaiming  grace. 

2.  Return,  O  wanderer,  return, 

AnJ  seek  a  Father's  melting  heart ; 
His  pitying  eyes  thy  grief  discern, 
His  hand  shall  heal  thy  inward  smart. 

3.  Return,  O  wanderer,  return, 
Thy  Saviour  bids  thy  spirit  live  ; 


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Go  to  his  bleeding  feet  and  learn 
How  freely  Jesus  can  forgive. 

i.  Return,  O  wanderer,  return, 
And  wipe  away  the  falling  tear  ; 

Tis  God  who  says  "No  longer  mourn,"5 
'Tis  mercy's  voice  invites  thee  near. 

HYMN  170.  P.   M. 

1.  LIFE  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord, 
The  time  to  ensure  the  great  reward, 
And  while  the  lamp  holds  out  to  burn, 
O  hasten  sinner  to  return". 

.  Life  is  the  hour  that  God  hath  given 
To  'scape  from  hell  and  fly  to  heaven, 
The  day  of  grace  when  mortals  may 
Secure  the  blessings  of  the  day. 

3.  The  living  know  that  they  must  die, 
Beneath  trie  clods  their  dust  must  lie  ; 
They  have  no  share  in  all  that's  don* 
Beueath  the  circle  of  the  Sun. 

4.  Then  what  my  thoughts  design  to  do, 
My  hands  with  all  your  might  pursue : 
Since  no  device  or  work  is  found, 

Nor  faith  nor  hope  beneath  the  ground. 

5.  There  are  no  acts  of  pardon  pass'd 
In  the  cold  grave  to  which  we  haste  : 

0  may  we  all  improve  the  grace  ; 
And  see  with  joy  thy  gloricus  face. 

HYMN  171.  P.  M. 

I,  HOW  happy,  how  loving,  how  joyful  T  feel ! 

1  want  to  teel  more  love,  yea  more  love  and 

zeal, 


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I  want  my  love  perfect,  I  want  my  love  pure3 
That  all  things  with  patience  I  may  well  en- 
dure. 

2. 1  want  to  love  wisdom  that  comes  from  above, 
I  want  to  be  holy  fill'd  with  pure  love, 
I  want  my  light  clear  that  beholders  may  see. 
How  faith  and  good  works  in  sweet  union 
agree. 

3.  My  treasure  in  heaven  I  want  to  lay  up, 
Where  no  moth  nor  rust  can  ever  corrupt, 
Where  no  thief  nor  no  robber  will  venture 

or  dare : 
My  heart  and  my  treasure  I  want  to  be  there. 

4.  My  union  I  want  with  the  Father  and  Son, 
I  want  that  perfect  which  now  is  begun, 
That  love  and  sweet  union  that  soothes  every 

care*, 

And  with  my  dear  brethren  all  burthens  to 
bear. 

5.  Come  all  my  dear  brethren  both  aged  and 

youth, 
And  all  who  are  willing  to  walk  in  the  truth, 
Let  us  all  join  together  in  union  and  love, 
And   on   our   blest  journey  so  joyful  we'll 

prove. 

6.  When  time  is  no  more,  and  from  earth  we 

remove, 
To  dwell  in  the  regions  of  peace,  life,  and  love, 
With  J«'sus  our  Saviour,  and  all  holy  men, 
We'll  shout  hallelujah's  for  ever,  Amen. 


HYMN  172.  L.  M. 

>.  FAR  from  my  thoughts  vain  world  begone, 
Let  my  religious  hours  alone, 


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Fain  would  my  eyes  my  Saviour  sec  •, 
I  wait  a  visit  Lor'd  from  thee. 

2.  My  heart  urows  warm  with  holy  fire, 
And  kindles  with  a  pure  rlesire  ; 
Come.  O  rnv  Jesus,  from  above, 

And  i'eed  my  soul  with  heavenly  love, 

3.  Haste  then,  but  with  a  smiling  face, 
And  spread  the  table  of  thy  cfrace, 
Bn fig  down  a  taste  of  truth  divine. 

cheer  my  heart  with  sacred  wine. 

4.  Blest  Jes  delicious  fare, 
How  swept  thy  entertainments  are! 

angels  taste  above, 
Redeeming  grace  and  dying  love. 

HYMN  173.  P.  M. 

1.  JESUS  1  know  hath  died  for  me, 
This  is  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  i 

Hither,  when  hell  assails,  I  flee. 

And  look  into  my  Saviour's  breast ! 
Away  sad  doubts  and  anxious  fear, 

Mercy  is  all  that's  written  there. 

2.  Though  waves  and  storms  go  o'er  my  heaa, 
Though  strength  and  health  and  friends  be 

gone, 
Thousfh  joys  be  withered  all  and  dead, 

And  every  comfort  be  withdrawn  : 
Steadfast  on  this  my  soul  relies, 

Father,  thy  mercy  never  dies. 

3.  FixM  on  this  ground  will  I  remain, 
When  heart  shall  fail  and  flesh  decay  ; 

Thi3  anchor  shall  my  soul  sustain, 
.  -When  earth's  foundations  melt  away  : 
Mercy's  full  power  I  then  shall  prove,- 
Lord  with  an  everlasting  love  ! 


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HYMN  174.  L.  M. 

1.  AWAKE,  my  soul,  in  joyful  lays, 
And  sing  thy  great  Redeemer's  praise  : 
He  justly  claims  a  song  from  me, 

His  loving  kindness,  O  how  free. 

2.  He  saw  me  ruiu'd  by  the  fall, 
Yet  lov'd  me  notwithstanding  all ; 
He  sav'd  me  from  my  lost  estate, 
His  loving  kindness,  O  how  great ! 

3.  Though  num'rous  hosts  of  mighty  foes, 
Though  earth  and  hell  my  way  oppose 
He  safely  leaf's  my  soul  along, 

His  loving  kindness,  O  how  strong  ! 

4.  When  trouble,  like  a  gloomy  cloud, 
Has  gathered  thick  and  thundered  lorn- 
He  near  my  soul  has  always  stood, 

His  loving  kindness,  O  how  good  ! 

5.  Often  T  feel  my  sinful  heart 
Prone  from  my  Jesus  to  depart : 
But  though  T  have  him  oft  forgot, 
Hi3  loving  kindness  changes  not. 

6.  Soon  shall  T  pass  the  srloomy  vale, 
Soon  all  my  mortal  powers  must  fail  : 
O  may  my  last  expiring  breath, 

His  loving  kindness  sing  in  death  ! 

7£^^lel.me  mount  and  soar  away 
To  the  Wi  Slit  world  of  endless  day, 
An/1  sing  with  rapture  and  surprise, 
His  loving  kindness  in  the  skies. 

HYMN   175.  P.  M. 

1.  BEH°I.'T)  a  stronger  at  the  door  ! 
He  gently  knocks,  has  knock'd  before  ; 


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Has  waited  long,  is  waiting  - 
You  use  no  other  friend  so  ill. 

I  But  will  he  prove  a  friend  indeed? 
He  will — the  very  friend  you  need: 
The  man  of  Nazareth  is  he, 
With  garments  dyM  from  Calvary. 

9  0  lovely  attitude!  he  stands 
With  meltina;  heart  and  open  hands: 
O  matchless  kindness!  and  he  shows 
That  matchless  kindness  to  his  foes. 

4  Rise,  touchM  with  gratitude  divine, 
Turn  out  his  enemy  and  thine, 
Turn  out  that  hateful  monster,  sin, 
And  let  the  heavenly  stranger  in. 

HYMN    176.— 7s.  Rev,  xiv   2,  S 

1  H\RK:  the  song  of  Jubilee, 
Loud  as  mighty  thunders  roar: 

Or  the  fulness  of  the  sea, 

When  it  breaks  upon  the  shore: — 
Hallelujah!  for  the  Lord 

God  omnipotent  shall  reign; 
Hallelujah!  let  the  word 

Echo  round  the  earth  and  main. 

2  Hallelujah!  hark!  the  sound, 
From  the  depth  unto  the  skies. 

Wakes  above,  beneath,  around, 

All  creation's  harmonies: — 
See  Jehovah's  banners  furi'd, 

Sheath'd  his  sword:  he  speaks — 'tis  done, 
And  the  kingdoms  of  this  world 

Are  the  kingdoms  of  his  Son. 

3  He  shall  reign  from  pole  to  pole. 
With  illimitable  stray; 


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He  shall  reipn,  when  like  a  scroll, 
Yonder  heav'ns  have  pass'd  away: 

Then  the  end;— beneath  his  rod, 
Man's  test  enerav  shall  fall; 

Hallelujah!  ChrisUn  God, 
God  in  Christ,  is  all  in  all. 

HYMN  177.  P  M. 

1  'TIS  a  point  I  long  to  know, 
Oft  it  causes  anxious  thought: 
Do  I  love  the  Lord  or  no? 
Am  I  his  or  am  I  not? 

2  Iff  love,  why  am  I  thus? 

Why  this  dull  and  lifeless  frame? 
Hardly,  sure,  can  they  be  worse, 
Who  have  never  heard  his  name. 

3  Could  my  heart  so  hard  remain, 
Prayer  a  task  and  burden  prove; 
Every  trifle  give  me  pain, 

If  I  knew  a  Saviour's  love? 

4  When  I  turn  mine  eyes  within, 
O  how  dark,  and  vain,  and  wild! 
Prone  to  unbelief  and  sin, 

Can  I  deem  myself  a  child? 

5  If  I  pray,  or  hear,  or  read, 
Faith  is  weak  in  all  I  do; 

Yon  that  love  the  Lord  indeed, 
Tell  me,  is  it  thus  with  you? 

6  Yet  I  mourn  my  stubborn  will, 
Find  my  sin  a  grief  and  thrall; 
Should  I  grieve  for  what  I  feel, 
If  I  did  not  love  at  all? 

7  Could  I  joy  with  saints  to  meet, 
Choose  the  ways  I  once  abhorr'd; 


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Find  at  time9,  the  promise  sweet. 
If  I  did  not  love  the  Lord? 

5  Lord,  decide  the  doubtful  case, 
Thou  who  art  thy  people's  sun; 
Shine  upon  thy  work  of  grace, 
If  it  be  indeed  begun. 

9  Let  me  love  thee  more  and  more, 
If  I  love  at  all,  I  pray; 
If  I  have  not  lov'd  before, 
Help  me  to  begin  to-day. 

HYMN  178.  P.  Iff. 

1  WHAT  could  your  Redeemer  do 
More  than  he  hath  done  for  you: 
To  procure  your  peace  with  God, 
Could  he  more  than  shed  his  blood : 
After  all  his  flow  of  love, 

All  his  drawings  from  above, 
"Why  will  ye  your  Lord  deny? 
Why  will  ye  resolve  to  die? 

2  Turn,  he  cries,  ye  sinners  turn: 

By  his  love  your  God  makes  known. 
He  would  have  you  turn  and  live, 
He  would  all  the  world  receive: 
If  your  death  were  his  delight, 
Would  he  you  to  life  invite! 
Would  he  ask,  beseech,  and  cry, 
Why  will  ye  resolve  to  die? 

3  Sinners,  turn,  while  God  is  near! 
Dare  not  think  him  insincere: 
Now,  e'en  now,  your  Saviour  stands, 
All  day  long  he  spreads  his  hands! 
Cries  "Ye  will  not  happy  be: 

No,  ye  will  not  come  to  me: 
Me,  who  life  to  none  deny; 
Why  will  ye  resolve  to  die?" 


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4  Can  ye  doubt  if  God  is  love? 
If  to  all  his  bowels  move? 
Will  ye  not  his  word  receive? 
Will  ye  not  his  oath  believe? 
See,  the  suff'ring  God  appears, 
Jesus  weeps,  belie\e  his  tears! 
Mingled  with  his  blood  they  cry, 
"Why  will  ye  resolve  to  die?" 

HYMN  179.  C.  M. 

1  THE  crowd,  the  poor  unthinking  crowd, 
Refuse  thy  hand  to  see! 

They  will  not  hear  thy  loudest  rod, 
They  will  not  turn  to  thee. 

2  As  with  judicial  blindness  struck, 
Thev  all  thy  signs  despise; 

Harden  their  hearts  yet  more,  and  mock 
The  anger  of  the  skies. 

3  But  blinder  still  the  rich  and  great, 
In  wickedness  excel, 

And  revel  on  the  brink  of  fate, 
And  sport  and  dance  to  hell. 

4  Regardless  of  thy  smile  or  frown. 
Their  pleasures  they  require. 

And  sink  with  gav  indiff'rencc  down 
To  everlasting  fire! 

HYMN  180.     P.  M. 

1  0  HOW  charming,  ()  how  charming, 

Fs  the  radiant  band  of  music,  music,  music,  music, 
music, 

0  how  charming,  is  the  radiant  band 

Of  music  playing  through  the  air: 
Angelic  armies  tunc  their  harps, 
Angelic  armies  tune  their  harps. 


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Enraptured  spirits  play  their  parts. 
Ansel  ic  armies  tune  their  L 

Shout,  shout,  the  great  Messiah's  come  to  reign. 

2  Gabriel  descending  Gabriel  descending, 

s  the  joyful  news,  0  joyful,  joyful,  joyful, 
joyful, 
Brings  the  joyful  news  of  our  Redeemer's  birth, 
reat  Messiah's  come  to  earth: 
Good  will  to  men  I  now  proclaim, 
Good  will  to  rae-i  I  !aim, 

iviour's  born  in  Bethlehem, 
Good  will  to  men  I  now  proclaim, 

Shout,  shout,  the  King  of  glory's  come  to  reign, 

3  s ■  c  his  star  arising,  see  his  star  arisi 

In  the  eastern  sky,  now  rising,  rising,  rising,  ris- 
ing, 
See  his  star  arising  in  the  eastern  sky, 
The  day-spring  opening  from  on  high. 
The  types  and  shadows  flee  a 

j  pes  and  shadows  flee  away, 
And  now  begins  the  gospel  day, 
The  types  and  shadows  flee  away, 

Shout,  shout!  the  King  of  glory's  come  to  n 

4  Shepherds  adore  him,  wise  men  have  found  him 
Glory  be  to  God.  O  glory,  glory,  glory,  glory, 

Wise  men  have  found  him  by  the  rising  star. 

And  come  to  worship  from  afar: 
Their  golden  gifts  they  now  present, 
Their  golden  gifts  they  now  present, 
And  spices  of  the  sweetest  scent, 
Their  golden  gifts  they  now  present, 

Shout,  shout!  the  King  of  glory's  come  to  reign. 

5  Jews  and  Gentiles  join  in  concert, 

To  praise  their  infant  King,  O  praise  him,  praise 
him,  praise  him,  praise  him, 
Jen-  and  Gentiles  praise  their  infant  King. 
d  loud  hosannahs  sweetly  sing: 


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With  Gabrie]  and  the  shining  host 

WuhGabrieJandtheshinir^ho  S 

&?ue  Falher'  Son>  and  Holy  Ghost 
With  Gabriel  and  the  shining  ho£ 

Shout,  shout!  the  King  of  glory's  come  to  reign. 
6  1  ain  happy,  I  am  happy, 
Glory  be  to  God,  O  gloryf  glory,  glory,  glory  V 

I  am  happy,  gjorv  be  tJ0  f5od^  *>     J«  SlorJ> 

I  tell  S?MI«  r^16  f°r  the  reaIms  ab<^ 

i  r    i  It    .   Ss  ills  *«u»ds  impart, 

J  fee   the  bliss  his  wounds  impart 

J  find  my  Saviour  in  my  heart, 

I  ieel  the  bliss  his  wounds  impart, 

■  Shout,  shout!  the  King  of  glory's  come  to  reign. 

7  Rrogundru?D'  SWCet  JeSUS>  ^  within  and 

B  BvthP  RyfPJrU'  W*  ho^  Ml,  holy, 
Th»   t        y  *Pumi  keeP  us  in  tb*  way.' 
Wkh    ,1^  Sh°Uu  3S  We  sinS  a^  pray: 
With  a     the  saints  that  have  gone  home 
£  iti  ail  the  saints  that  have  gone  ho£e' 
Unite  to  smg  redeeming  love,  ' 

With  all  the  saints  that  have  gone  homP 
To  sing,  hallelujahs  around^  ttorl 

HYMN  181.    P.M. 

I  DANIEL'S  wisdom  may  1  know 
Stephen's  faith  and  spirit  show, ' 
John's  divine  communion  feel 
Moses'  meekness,  Joshua's  zeal; 
Run  like  the  unwearied  Paul 
Win  the  day  and  conquer  all! 

2  Mary's  love  may  I  possess, 
Lydia's  tender-heartedness, 
Peter's  ardent  spirit  fee!, 
James's  faith  by  works  reveal: 


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Like  young  Timothy,  may  I. 
Every  sinful  passion  fly. 

3  Job's  submission  may  I  show, 
David's,  true  devotion  know; 
Samuel's  call,  O  may  I  hear, 
Lazarus'  happy  portion  share; 
Let  Isaiah's  hallow'd  fire, 

All  my  new-born  soul  iuspire. 

4  Mine  be  Jacob's  wrestling  prayer, 
Gideon's  valiant  seadfast  care, 
Joseph's  purity  impart, 

Isaac's  meditating  heart, 
Abraham's  friendship  may  I  proYO, 
Faithful  to  the  God  of  love. 

5  Most  of  all,  may  I  pursue, 

That  example  Jesus  drew; 
By  my  life  and  conduct  show 
How  he  liv'd,  and  walk'd  below; 
Day,  by  day,  through  grace  restor'd 
Imitate  my  blessed  Lord. 

3  When  the  dreams  of  life  are  fled, 
When  its  wasting  lamps  are  dead, 
When  in  cold  oblivion's  shade, 
Youth' and  fame  and  power  are  laid> 
Where  immortal  spirits  reign, 
There  may  we  all  meet  again. 

HYMN  182.    P.  ML 
Home. 

!  HOW  sad    are  the  moments  when  wandering 

from  'rod. 
And  thorny  and  dark  is  the  dangerous  road; 
Bui  light  is  the  pathway  which  leads  to  the  tomb* 
When  cheer'd  by  the  presence  of  Jesus  my  home, 
Home!  Home!  sweet,  sweet,  home. 
When  cheer'd  by  the  presence  of  Jesus  mv 
home, 


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2  Though  fading  are  joys  which  earth  can  bestovr, 
And  false  is  the  light  which  illumes  us  below; 
Though  sorrows  like  clouds  hang  around  us  in 

gloom, 
The  beams  of  his  love  light  me  on  my  way  home, 
Home!  Home!  &c.  &c. 
The  beams  of  his  love,  &c. 

3  When  the  tempest  of  life  has  sunk  into  repose. 
And  death  shall  the  beauties  of  heaven  disclose, 
With  all  the  redeem'd,  I  o'er  it  will  roam, 

And  sing  Hallelujah  to  Jesus  my  home. 
Home!  Home!  &c.  &c. 
And  sing  Hallelujah,  &c. 

HYMN  183.    P.M. 

The  Wandering  Sinner. 

\  COME  tell  me  wandering  sinner, 

Say  whither  dost  thou  roam, 
O'er  this  wide  world  a  stranger 

Hast  thou  no  Saviour  known: 
He  calls  you  to  his  bosom, 

But  ah!  you  still  delay: 
He'll  fit  your  soul  for  heaven, 

And  guide  you  in  the  way. 

2  Angels  are  now  attending 

To  waft  the  news  above, 
Your  Saviour  still  presenting, 

The  joys  of  pard'ning  love; 
Oh!  come  accept  the  offer, 

Of  pardon  and  free  grace, 
And  own  the  mighty  power, 

In  songs  of  love  and  praise. 

;  All  thy  sorrows  he'll  remove, 

His  grace  and  peace  bestow; 
Heaven's  glories  you  shall  provef 

A»s  angels  now  do  know^ 


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All  his  love  can  ne'er  be  told, 
While  here  on  earth  we  stay; 

Still  his  glory  will  unfold, 
In  realms  of  endless  day. 

HYMN  184.  P.  M. 

1  O  THERE  will  be  mourning 
At  the  judgment  seat  of  Christ; 
Parents  and  children  there  shall  part, 
Shall  part  to  meet  no  more. 

2  0  there  will  be  mourning 

At  the  judgment  seat  of  Christ; 
Brothers  and  sisters  there  shall  part, 
Shall  part  to  meet  no  more. 

HYMN  185.  P.  M. 

1  0  THERE  will  be  praising 

At  the  judgment  seat  of  Christ; 
Brothers  and  sisters  there  shall  meet, 
Shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 

2  0  there  will  be  shouting, 

At  the  judgment  seat  of  Christ; 
Brothers  and  sisters  there  shall  meet, 
Shall  meet  to  part  no  more.  . 

HYMN  186.  7's. 

i  SINNER,  art  thou  still  secure? 

Wilt  thou  still  refuse  to  pray? 
Can  thy  heart  or  hands  endure 

In  the  Lord's  avenging  day! 

2  See,  his  mighty  arm  is  bar'd! 

Awful  terrors  clothe  his  brow! 
For  his  judgment  stand  prepared, 

Thou  must  either  break  or  bow. 
H 


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3  At  his  presence  nature  shakes, 
Earth  affrighted  hastes  to  flee; 

Solid  mountains  melt  like  wax, 
What  will  then  become  of  thee? 

4  Who  his  advent  may  abide? 
You  that  glory  in  your  shame, 

Will  you  find  a  place  to  hide, 
When  the  world  is  wrapt  in  flame 

5  Lord,  prepare  us  by  thy  grace! 
Soon  we  must  resign  our  breathy 

And  our  souls  be  call'd  to  pass 
Through  the  iron  gates  of  death, 

6  Let  us  now  our  day  improve, 
Listen  to  the  gospel  voice; 

Seek  the  things  that  are  above; 
Scorn  the  world's  pretended  joys. 

HYMN  187.  L.  M. 

1  WHERE  are  the  dead?— In  heav'n  or  hell 
Their  disembodied  spirits  dwell; 

Their  perish'd  forms  in  bonds  of  clay, 
Reserv'd  until  the  judgment  day. 

2  Who  are  the  dead? — The  sons  of  time 
In  ev'ry  age,  and  state,  and  clime; 
Renown'd,  dishonor'd  or  forgot, 

The  place  that  knew  them,  knows  them  not. 

3  Where  are  the  living?— On  the  ground 
Where  pray'r  is  heard  and  mercy  found; 
Where,  in  the  compass  of  a  span, 

The  mortal  makes  th'  immortal  man. 

4  Who  are  the  living?— They  whose  breath 
Draws  ev'ry  moment  nigh  to  death; 

Of  endless  bliss  or  wo  the  heirs: 
Oh,  what  an  awful  lot  is  theirs! 


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5  Then,  timely  wam'd,  let  us  begin 
To  follow  Christ  and  flee  from  sin; 
Daily  grow  up  in  him  our  head, 
Lord  of  the  living  and  the  dead. 


HYMN  188.  S.  M. 

1  OH,  where  shall  rest  be  found, 
Rest  for  the  weary  soul! 

'Twere  vain  the  ocean's  depths  to  sound. 
Or  pierce  to  either  pole. 

2  The  world  can  never  give 
The  b!is>  for  which  we  sigh; 

'Tis  not  the  whole  of  life  to  live. 
Nor  all  of  death  to  die. 

3  Beyond  this  vale  of  tears 
There  is  a  life  above, 

UnmeasurM  by  the  flight  of  years — 
And  all  that  life  is  love. 

4  There  is  a  death  whose  pang 
Outlasts  the  fleeting  breath: 

Oh!  what  eternal  horrors  hang 
Around  the  second  death. 

5  Lord  God  of  truth  and  graee! 
Teach  us  that  death  to  shun:— = 

Lest  >ve  be  driven  from  thy  face, 
And  evermore  undone. 

6  Here  would  we  end  our  quest—- 
Alone  are.  found  in  thee 

The  life  of  perfect  love— the  rest 
Of  immortality. 


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HYMN  189.  7?s. 

1  PEOPLE  of  the  living  God! 

I  have  sought  the  world  around, 
Paths  of  sin  and  sorrow  trod, 

Peace  and  comfort  no  where  found: 
Now  to  you  my  spirit  turns, 

Turns, — a  fugitive  unblest; 
Brethren!  where  your  altar  burns, 

Oh,  receive  me  into  rest. 

2  Lonely  I  no  longer  roam, 

Like  the  cloud,  the  wind,  the  wave, 
Where  you  dwell  shall  be  my  home, 

Where  you  die  shall  be  my  grave; 
Mine  the  God  whom  you  adore — 

Your  Redeemer  shall  be  mine; 
Earth  shall  fill  my  soul  no  more, 

Ev'ry  idol  I  resign. 

HYMN  190.  S.  M. 

1  AWAKE,  and  sing  the  song 

Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb; 
Wake  every  heart,  and  every  tongue, 
To  praise  the  Saviour's  name. 

2  Sing  of  his  dying  love; 

Sing  of  his  rising  power; 

Sing  how  he  intercedes  above 

For  us  whose  sins  he  bore. 

3  Sing  till  we  feel  our  hearts 

Ascending  with  our  tongues; 

Sing  till  the  love  of  sin  departs, 

And  grace  inspire  our  songs. 

4  Sing  till  we  hear  Christ  say, 

"Your  sins  are  all  forgiven ;" 
Sing  on  rejoicing  every  day, 
Till  we  all  sing  in  heav'n. 


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HYMN  191.  P.M. 

1  THROUGH  tribulation  deep, 
The  way  to  glory  is. 

This  stormy  course  I  keep, 

On  these  tempestuous  seas; 
By  waves  and  winds  I'm  toss'd  and  driven. 
Freighted  with  grace  and  bound  to  heav'n. 

2  Sometimes  temptations  blow 
A  dreadful  hurricane, 

And  high  the  waters  flow, 

And  o'er  my  sides  break  in, 
But  still  my  little  ship  outbraves 
The  blust'ring  winds  and  surging  waves 

3  When  I  in  my  distress, 
My  anchor,  hope,  can  ca6t 

Within  the  promises, 

It  holds  my  vessel  fast; 
Safely  she  then  at  anchor  rides, 
'Midst  stormy  blasts  and  swelling  tides 

4  If  a  dead  calm  ensues, 

And  heav'n  no  breezes  give, 
The  oar  of  prayer  I  use, 

I  tug,  and  toil,  and  strive: 
Thro'  storms  and  calms  for  many  a  day. 
I  make  but  very  little  way. 

5  But  when  a  heavenly  breeze 
Springs  up  and  fills  my  sail, 

My  vessel  goes  with  ease 

Before  the  pleasant  gale; 
And  runs  as  much  an  hour,  or  more, 
As  in  a  month  or  two  before. 

6  Hid  by  the  clouds  from  sight, 
The  sun  doth  not  appear, 

Nor  can  I  in  the  night 
Behold  the  moon  or  star; 


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Sometimes  for  days  and  weeks,  or  morer 
I  cannot  see  the  sky  or  shore. 

7  As  at  the  time  of  noon, 
My  quadrant  faith,  I  take, 

To  view  my  Christ,  my  sun, 

If  he  the  clouds  should  break : 
I'm  happy  when  his  face  i  see, 
I  know  then  whereabouts  I  be. 

8  The  Bible  is  my  chart, 
By  it  the  seas  I  know, 

I  cannot  with  it  part, 

It  rocks  and  sands  doth  show; 
It  is  a  chart  and  compass  too, 
Whose  needle  points  for  ever  true. 

9  I  keep  aloof  from  pride, 
These  rocks  1  pass  with  care; 

I  studiously  avoid 

The  whirlwind  of  despair: 
Presumption's  quicksands  too  I  shun, 
Near  them  I  do  not  choose  to  run. 

10  When  through  a  strait  I  go, 
Or  near  some  coast  am  drove, 

The  plummet  forth  I  throw, 
And  thus  my  safety  prove: 
My  conscience  is  the  line  which  I 
Fathom  the  depth  of  water  by. 

11  My  vessel  would  be  lost, 
In  spite  of  all  my  care, 

But  that  the  Holy  Ghost 

Himself  vouchsafes  to  steer; 
And  I  through  all  my  voyage  will 
Depend  upon  my  steersman's  skill. 

12  Ere  I  can  reach  heaven's  coast, 
I  must  a  gulf  pass  through, 


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Which  fatal  proves  to  most; 

For  all  this  passage  go. 
But  all  death's  waves  can't  me  o'erwheim, 
If  God  himself  is  at  my  helm. 

13  When  through  this  gulf  I  get, 
(Though  rough,  it  is  but  short,) 

The  pilot  angels  meet 
And  bring  me  into  port; 

And  when  1  land  on  that  blest  shore, 

I  shall  be  safe  for  evermore. 


HYMN  192.  L.  M. 

1  OUR  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead, 

Our  Jesus  is  gone  up  on  high; 
The  pow'rs  of  hell  are  captive  led, 
Dragg'd  to  the  portals  of  the  sky. 

2  There  his  triumphal  chariot  waits, 

And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay; 

"Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heav'nly  gates! 

"Ye  everlasting  doors,  give  way!" 

3  Loose  all  your  bars  of  massy  light, 

And  wide  unfold  the  radiant  scene; 
He  claims  those  mansions  as  his  right; 
Receive  the  King  of  Glory  in. 

4  "Who  is  the  King  of  Glory,  who?" 

The  Lord  that  all  his  foes  o'ercame, 
The  world,  sin,  death,  and  hell  o'erthrew, 
And  Jesus  is  the  conq'ror's  name. 

5  Lo!  his  triumphal  chariot  waits, 

And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay, 

"Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heav'nly  gates' 

"Ye  everlasting  doors,  give  way!" 


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6  "Who  is  the  King  of  Glory,  who?" 

The  Lord  of  boundless  power  possessed, 
The  King  of  saints  and  angels  too, 
God  over  all,  for  ever  bless'd! 

HYMN  193.  P.  M. 

Jessop's  Lamentation. 

THIS  tree  a  sacred  monument  I  rear? 

Whose  weeping  boughs 

Wave  o'er  thy  resting  place, 

And  shall  in  future  years, 

Tell  me  that  thou  art  here. 

The  blossoms  of  the  rose, 

Shall  also  bear  a  part: 

And  information  give, 

That  here  thou  art, 

Resting  in  silence 

In  thy  dark  abode, 

Where  friends  unite, 

To  walk  Death's  common  road. 

Sister  farewell,  farewell, 

'Tis  Jesus  calls  thee  home; 

My  bleeding  heart  submits, 

His  will  be  done, 

Farewell  sister,  farewell, 

HYMN  194.  P.  M. 

°  Wilt  thou  not  from  this  time  cry  unto  me,  'My 
father,  thou  art  the  guide  of  my  youth?'  " 

Jer.  iii.  4. 
I  0  WHAT  amazing  love, 
What  condescension  this! 
That  God,  who  reigns  above, 
Enthron'd  in  endless  bliss, 
Should  spread  his  arms  of  mercy  wide, 
And  cry  "My  son,  make  me  thy  guide!'* 


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5  Arid  canst  thou  still  delay 

Th\  youthful  heart  to  give; 
To  consecrate  each  day 
For  God  alone  to  live? 
I  love  and  d;ity  not  decide 
'•My  Father,  thou  shah  be  my  guide:- 

>  Without  the  cheering  light 

That  beams  from  sacred  truth, 

-  How  canst  thou  walk  ariarht 
The  giddy  paths  of  youth? 

What  dangers  lurk  on  every  - 

Unless  thy  Jesus  is  thy  guide! 

4  Then  come,  before  the  days 
Of  darkness  draweth  nigh. 
And  from  thy  doating  gaze 
Both  hope  and  pleasure  fly: 
Oh!  come  to  him,  who  for  thee  died,   ■ 
our  as  thy  guide 

3  His  paths  are  life  and  peace 
To  all  who  walk  therein; 
The  cross  imparts  release 
From  sorrow  and  from  sin. 
In  earth  and  flesh  no  more  confide, 
But  follow  Jesus  as  thy  gdidc. 

6  He'll  lead  thee  up  to  heights 

Where  joys  ambrosial  bloom, 
And  show  thee  sweet  delights 
Bejond  the  frowning  tomb. 
O'er  Jordan's  high  and  swelling  tide 
Thy  Father,  God,  will  be  thy  guide. 

HYMN    95.  L.  M 

1  SWEET  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest, 
No  mortal  car  ■  shall  seize  my  breast: 
O  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 
Like  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound. 
H* 


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2  But  I  shall  share  a  nobler  part 
When  grace  has  well  refin'd  my  hearj, 
And  fresh  supplies  of  joy  are  shed, 
Like  holy  oil,  to  cheer  my  head. 

3  Then  shall  I  see,  and  hear,  and  know, 
All  1  desir'd  or  wish'd  below; 
And  every  power  find  sweet  employ 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 

HYMN  196.  P.M. 

Chorus.     Shout  the  glad  tidings,  exultingly  sing; 
Jerusalem  triumphs,  Messiah  is  King. 

1  ZION'  the  marvellous  story  be  telling, 

The  Son  of  the  Highest,  how  lowly  his  birth! 
The  brightest  archangel  in  glory  excelling, 

He  stoops  to  redeem  thee,  he  reigns  upon  earth. 

Chorus.     Shout  the  glad  tidings,  exultingly  sing; 
Jerusalem  triumphs,  Messiah  is  King. 

2  Tell  how  he  cometh,  from  nation  to  nation, 
The  heart-cheering   news  let  the  earth  echo 

round; 
How  free  to  the  faithful  he  offers  salvation, 
How  his  people  with  joy  everlasting  are  crown'd. 

Chorus-     Shout  the  glad  tidings,  exultingly  sing; 
Jerusalem  triumphs,  Messiah  is  King. 

3  Mortals!  your  homage  be  gratefully  bringing, 
And  sweet  let  the  gladsome  hosanna  arise; 

Ye  angels!  the  full  hallelujah  be  singing, 

One  chorus  resound  through  the  earth  and  the 
skies. 

Chorus.     Shout  the  glad  tidings,  exultingly  sing; 
Jerusalem  triumphs,  Messiah  is  King, 


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HYMN  197.  S.  M. 

Compassion  of  Christ 

DID  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep, 
And  shall  our  cheeks  be  dry? 

Let  floods  of  penitential  grief, 
Burst  forth  from  every  eye. 

The  Son  of  God  in  tears, 
Angels  with  wonder  see! 

Be  thou  astonish'd,  0  my  sou), 
He  shed  those  tears  for  thee. 

3  He  wept  that  we  might  weep; 
Each  sin  demands  a  tear; 
In  heaven  alone  no  sin  is  found, 
And  there's  no  weeping  there. 

HYMN  198.  P.  M 

i  HASTEN,  sinner,  to  be  wise; 
Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun: 
Wisdom,  if  you  still  despise, 
Harder  is  it  to  be  won. 

2  Hasten,  mercy  to  implore; 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun; 
Lest  thy  season  should  be  o'er, 
Ere  this  evening's  stage  be  run. 

3  Hasten,  sinner,  to  return; 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun; 
Lest  thy  lamp  should  cease  to  burn; 
Ere  salvation's  work  is  done. 

4  Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  blest; 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun 
Lest  perdition  thee  arrest, 
Ere  the  morrow  is  begun. 


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HYMN  199.  P.  M. 

1  LORD,  with  glowing  heart  I'd  praise  the* 
For  the  bliss  thy  love  bestows; 
For  the  pardoning  grace  that  saves  me, 

And  the  peace  that  from  it  flows: 
Help,  O  God,  my  weak  endeavour; 

This  dull  soul  to  rapture  raise: 
Thou  must  light  the  flame,  or  never 
Can  my  love  be  warm'd  to  praise. 
3  Praise,  my  soul,  the  God  that  sought  thee,, 
Wretched  wand'rer,  far  astray; 
Found  thee  lost,  and  kindly  brought  thee 

From  the  paths  of  death  away: 
Praise,  with  love's  devoutest  feeling, 
Him  who  saw  thy  guilt-born  fear, 
And,  the  light  of  hope  revealing, 
Bade  the  blood-stain'd  cross  appear. 
3  Lord,  this  bosom's  ardent  feeling 
Vainly  would  my  lips  express: 
Low  before  thy  footstool  kneeling, 

Deign  thy  suppliant's  prayer  to  bless: 
Let  thy  grace,  my  soul's  chief  treasure, 

Love's  pure  flame  within  me  raise; 
And,  since  words  can  never  measure, 
Let  my  life  show  forth  thy  praise. 

HYMN  200.  P.  ]VL 

Trials 

1  'TIS  my  happiness  below, 

Not  to  live  without  the  cross; 
But  the  Saviour's  power  to  know, 
Sanctifying  ev'ry  loss. 

2  Trials  must  and  will  befall; 

But  with  humble  faith  to  see 
Love  inscrib'd  upon  them  all — 
This  is  happiness  to  me. 


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3  Did  I  meet  no  trials  here, 

No  chastisement  by  the  way, 
Might  I  not  with  reason  fear 
I  should  be  a  cast-away? 

4  Trials  make  the  promise  sweet; 
— '     Trials  give  new  life  to  pray'r; 

Bring  me  to  my  Saviour's  feet, 
Lay  me  low,  and  keep  me  there- 

HYMN  £01.  L.  M. 

1  BE  still,  my  heart!  these  anxious  cares 
To  thee  are  burdens,  thorns,  and  snares. 
They  cast  dishonour  on  thy  Lord, 

And  contradict  his  gracious  word. 

2  Brought  safely  by  his  hand  thus  far, 
Why  wilt  thou  now  give  place  to  fear' 
HcTw  canst  thou  want  if  he  provide, 
Or  lose  thy  way  with  such  a  guide  ? 

-3  When  first  before  his  mercy-seat, 
Thou  didst  to  him  thy  all  commit; 
He  gave  thee  warrant  from  that  hour, 
To  trust  his  wisdom,  love,  and  pow'r. 

4  Did  ever  trouble  yet  befall, 
And  he  refuse  to  hear  thy  call? 
And  has  he  not  his  promise  past, 
That  thou  shalt  overcome  atlast? 

5  Though  rough  and  thorny  be  the  road, 
It  leads  thee  home  apace  to  God; 
Then  count  thy  present  trials  small, 
For  heaven  will  make  amends  for  all* 


CHORUSSES. 

AND  I'll  sing  Hallelujah, 
And  glory  to  the  Lord  on  high, 
And  I'll  sing  Hallelujah, 
There's  glory  flaming  thro'  the  sky. 


Sing  Glory,  Glory,  Glory,  Hallelujah, 
We'll  shout  when  we  meet  him  in  the  air. 


0  the  good  old  way,  it's  the  righteous  way: 

1  hope  to  die  in  the  good  old  way. 

O  Hallelujah,  Hallelujah, 
We  are  on  our  journey  home. 


Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb, 
Who  hath  purchas'd  our  pardon. 
We  will  praise  him  again 
When  we  pass  over  Jordan. 


Well  beloved  blessed  Saviour, 
Well  beloved  Priest  and  King, 
Gmry  to  the  Lamb  that  was  slain, 
For  us  he  did  salvation  bring 

Glory,  honour,  praise  and  power, 
Be  unto  the  Lamb  forever; 
Jesus  Christ  is  our  Redeemer, 
Hallelujah,  praise  the  Lord. 

Palms  of  victory,  crowns  of  glory, 
Palms  of  victory  you  shall  bear; 
Shout  0  glory,  0  glory, 
Palms  of  victory  you  shall  bear 


201 

Sweet  heaven,  sweet  heaven, 

Dear  Lord  when  shall  I  get  to  heaven 

My  d ying  day  is  rolling  round, 
Prepare  me  to  go  home, 
0  this  is  not  my  Canaan, 
My  Canaan  is  above. 

0  help  me  to  praise  my  loving  Saviour. 
O  for  what  he  has  done  for  me, 
Glory,  honour  and  salvation, 
Christ  the  Lord  is  come  to  reign, 

And  you'll  sing  Halleluiah, 
And  I'll  sing  Hallelujah. 
And  we'll  all  sing  Hallelujah, 
When  we  arrive  at  home. 

0  Jesus  is  my  friend, 
Hallelujah,  Jesus  is  my  friend. 

Glory,  glory,  the  trumpet  is  sounding' 
Sounding  aloud  for  the  year  of  Jubilee. 

0  hinder  me  not  for  I  will  serve  the  Lord 
And  praise  him  when  I  die. 

Sweet  Canaan,  happy,  happy  place, 

1  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan. 

Lord  revive  us, 

All  our  help  must  come  from  thee. 

0  the  Lamb,  the  loving  Lamb 
The  Lamb  of  Calvary,  ' 

The  Lamb  that  was  slain, 
And  liveth  again, 
To  intercede  for  me. 


208 

And  0  give  him  glory, 
For  glory  is  his  own, 

Praise  ye  the  Lord,  Hallelujah. 
Hallelujah,  praise  ye  the  Lord. 

lam  bound  for  the  kingdom, 
Will  you  go  to  glory  with  me, 
Hallelujah,  praise  ye  the  Lord. 

0  the  place,  what  a  happy  place, 
The  place  where  Jesus  islfl 

the  place  where  the  christians  all  shall  meet, 
And  never  part  again. 

Praise,  praise  him,  Hallelujah. 

1  own  I'm  base,  I  own  I'm  vile, 
But  mercy's  all  my  plea, 
Remember  Lord,  thy  dying  groans. 
And  then  remember  me 


O  sweet  heaven, 

How  I  long  to  be  complete. 


O  who's  like  Jesus,  Hallelujah, 
Praise  ye  ihe  Lord; 

There's  none  lik<>  Jesus,  0  Hallelujah, 
Love  and  serve  the  Lord. 


INDEX. 


A. 

Page- 
Afflictions  though  they  seem  severe  ...  87 
A  few  more  days  on  earth  to  spend  .  .  .135 
Almighty  love  inspire  my  heart,  &c.  ...  13 
All  hail  the  power  of  Jesu's  name  ....   108 

Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross        179 

And  will  the  Judge  descend    .     .     .     .     .     .111 

Angels  roll  the  rock  away 107 

Approach  my  soul  the  mercy  seat    .     .     .     .122 

Arise  and  shine,  O  Zion  fair 65 

Arise  and  hail  the  sacred  day 69 

As  near  to  Calvary  I  pass 156 

Attend  young  friends  while  I  relate  .  .  .72 
Awak'd  by  Sinai's  awful  sound,  ....  45 
Awake,  O  guilty  world,  awake  ....  62 
Awake  my  soul  in  joyful  lays  .  ...  184 
Awake  and  sing  the  song 196 

B. 

Begone  unbelief,  my  Saviour  ie  near     .     ,     .121 

Behold  a  stranger  at  the  door 184 

Be  still,  my  heart!  these  anxious  cares  .  .  205 
Bright  scenes  of  glory  strike  my  sense  .  .  11 
Brethren  we  have  met  to  worship  ...  59 
Barst  ye  emerald  gates  and  bring    .    .     .     ,    30 


210 

C. 

Cast  thy  burdens  on  the  Lord       ....       1T9 

Chcrusses 206 

Come  ye  that  Jove  the  Lord  indeed  ...  16 
Come  and  taste  along  with  me  ....  129 
Come  tell  me  wandering  sinner    '.     .     .     .     192 

Come  all  ye  weary  travellers 53 

Come  saints  and  sinners  hear  me  tell  ...  55 
Come  my  soul  thy  suit  prepare       ....       79 

Come  my  soul  and  let  us  try 95 

Come,  humble  sinner,  in  whose  breast  .  .  96 
Come  Holy  Ghost  my  soul  inspire  .  .  .  .110 
Come,  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove  .  .  Ill 
Come  and  taste  along  with  me 123 

D. 

Dark  and  thorny  is  the  desert 48 

Daniel's  wisdom  may  I  know 190 

Dearest  Jesus,  though  unseen 105 

Didst  thou  dear  Jesus  suffer  shame       .     .     .109 

Did  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep 203 

Don't  you  see  my  Jesus  coming      ....       22 

Don't  you  see  my  Jesus  coming 140 

Drooping  saints  no  longer  grieve   ....     128 

E. 

Exulting,  rejoicing,  hail  the  happy  morning,    131 

F. 

Farewell,  dear  friends,  I  must  be  gone  .  .  42 
Far  above  yon  glorious  ceiling  ....  57 
Farewell,  my  dear  brethren,  the  time  is  at  hand,  76 
Farewell,  my  dear  brethren,  I  bid  you  farewell,  77 
Far  from  my  thoughts  vain  world  be  gone  .  182 
Father  of  mercies,  God  of  love  ....  146 
Friends  of  Jesus  come  and  dwell    ....    98 


011 

Agft 

From  the  regions  of  love,  &c 10 

From  all  that's  mortal,  all  that's  Tain  ...     89 
whence  does  the  union  arise     ...       S9 

From  Egypt  lately  freed .96 

From  Salem's  gates  advancing  slow     .     .     .1*" 

G. 

God  counts  the  sorrows  of  his  saints  ...  101 
Grant,  gracious  Father,  that  this  day  .  .  131 
Great  God  on  thee  our  trust  is  stay'd  .  .  138 
Great  Redeemer,  friend  of  sinners  .  .  .152 
Guide  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah    .     .     .     .     119 

H. 

Hail  sovereign  love  that  first  began  ...  18 
HaiJ  ye  sighing  sons  of  sorrow      ....     154 

Hail  thou  blest  morn,  &c 174 

Hark  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  sound      .     .     110 

H     -  the  jubilee  is  sounding 58 

Hark,  my  soul!  it  is  the  Lord 75 

Hark'  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy      .     .     .173 

Hark  the  song  of  Jubilee 1S5 

Hasten,  sinner  to  be  wise 203 

Hearts  of  stone,  relent,  relent 117 

Hear  the  rojal  proclamation  .  .  .  .  .177 
Hither,  ye  faithful,  haste  with  songs  of  triumph,  99 
How  happy  every  child  of  grace      ....       6 

How  lost  was  my  condition        14 

How  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the  sight  .  .  79 
How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds  .  .  120 
How  firm  a  foundation  ye  saints  of  the  Lord,  163 
How  happy,  how  loving,  how  joyful  1  feel  .  181 
How  sad  are  the  moments  when  wandering  &c.  191 

I. 

If  life's  pleasures  charm  thee 151 

I  know  n.aT  my  Redeemer  lives 103 

I  love  my  blessed  Saviour 82 


212 

I  love  thee,  I  love  thee,  I  love  thee  my  love,    Ts 

I'll  sing  my  Saviour's  grace .166 

In  the  house  of  King  David  a  fountain  did 

.       sPrinS        64 

In  vain  my  fancy  strives  to  paint    ...       94 
In  all  my  Lord's  appointed  ways      .     •     .     .     97 

In  evil  long  I  took  delight 102 

In  ev'ry  trouble  sharp  and  strong  .  .  .  .116 
It  grieves  me  Lord,  it  grieves  me  sore    .    .     145 

J. 

Jerusalem,  my  happy  home 41 

Jesus  at  thy  command 26 

Jesus  and  shall  it  ever  be        49 

Jesus  I  love  thy  charming  name     .     .     .     .164 

Jesus  I  throw  my  arms  around 180 

Jesus,  I  know,  hath  died  for  me    .     .     .     .     183 

L. 

Listed  into  the  cause  of  sin 24 

Lift  up  your  hearts,  Immanuel's  friends  .  *  46 
Life  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord  .  .  .  .181 
Lord  ray  ransom'd  soul  adores  thee  ...  80 
Lord  when  together  here  we  meet  .     .     .     .135 

Lo  I  come  with  joy  to  do 158 

Lord  and  am  I  yet  alive  161 

Lord,  with  glowing  heart  I'd  praise  thee     ,      204 

M. 

Mercy,  0  thou  Son  of  David 15 

Mortals,  awake,  with  angels  join     .     .     .     .113. 
My  days,  my  weeks,  my  months,  my  years  .       83 
My  God  was  with  me  all  the  night       .     .     .100 
My  soul  be  on  thy  guard 122 

N. 
Nay  I  cannot  let  thee  50 99 


213 
O. 

Pqge, 

0  God  my  heart  with  love  inflame        ...  3*7 

0  give  me  Lord  my  sin3  to  mourn     ....  32 

O  how  I  have  long'd  for  the  coming  of  God,  12 

O  hearken  sinners  we  have  cause       .     .     .  147 

O  how  charming,  0  how  charming,  .     .     .     .  188 

O  Jesus  my  Saviour  to  thee  1  submit     ...  9 

O  Jesus  now  thy  power  display       ....  60 

O  Jesus  my  Saviour  I  know  thou  art  mine      .  61 

O  may  I  worthy  prove  to  see 112 

One  there  is  above  all  others 126 

On  the  brink  of  fiery  ruin 134 

0  there  will  be  mourning 193 

O  there  will  be  praising 193 

O  thou  in  whose  presence,  &c 34 

0  thou  whose  guardian  care  hath  kept         .  131 
O  thou  whose  tender  merry  hears    .     .     .     .173 

Our  souls  by  love  together  knit      ....  63 

Our  bondage  it  shall  end  by  and  by      ...  143 
Our  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead      .     .     .     .199 

O  what  amazing  love 200 

O  when  shall  I  see  Jesus 33 

O  where  shall  rest  be  found 195 

O  why  should  unbelief 162 

O  Zion  afflicted  with  wave  upon  wave   .     .  126 

P. 

People  of  the  living  God 196 

R. 

Remember  sinful  youth  you  must  die  .     .     .170 

Return,  O  wanderer,  return 180 

Rise  my  soul  and  stretch  thy  wings     ...  88 


Saw  ye  my  Saviour,  &c. 4 


■ 

214 

Saviour  visit  thy  plantation 169 

See  the  Lord  of  glory  dying  .  .  •  L  .  .  .117 
See  the  eternal  Judge  descending  .  .  .  156 
Show  me  the  souls  to  doubt  expos'd  .  .  .165 
Shout  the  <rlad  tidings,  exultingly  sing     .     .    202 

Sinner  hear  the  Saviour's  call 70 

Sinner,  art  thou  still  secure 193 

Soon  will  this  mortal  life  be  o'er  .  .  .  .147 
Sound,  sound  the  truth  abroad  ....  168 
Stop  poor  sinner,  stop  and  think  ....  19 
Stop  poor  sinners,  and  look  yonder   .     .     .       141 

Sweet  rivers  of  redeeming  love 67 

Sweet  to  rejoice  in  lively  hope  ....  115 
Sweet  muse  descend  and  bless  the  shade  .  .  144 
Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest      .    ..     .     .      201 


The  son  of  man  they  did  betray      ....  20 

Throughout  the  Saviour's  life  we  trace      .     .  23 

The  voice  of  free  grace 27 

This  life's  a  dream  an  empty  show  .     .     .     .  SS 

There  is  a  land  of  pleasure 40 

The  Lord's  into  his  garden  come      ....  4S 

There  is  a  heaven  o'er  yond-er  skies  ...  50 

The  wond'rous  love  of  Jesus 51 

The  reason  we  love  friendship       ....  52 

The  sacred  ties  of  friendship 71 

There  we  shall  reign  with  Jesus,  &c.      .     .  73 

Thire  is  a  holy  city        90 

The  gospel's  joyful  sound 101 

Thro' all  the  downward  tracks  of  time     .     .118 
The  trump  ol  the  gospel  resounds  thro'  the 

land 132 

Tho'  in  the  outward  church  below     ...  150 

The  land  of  glory  lies             176 

The  crowd,  the  poor  unthinking  crowd     .     .188 

Th.s  tree  a  sacred  monument  1  rear  .     .     .  200 

Through  tribulation  deep 197 


215 

*Tis  a  point  I  long  to  know     ......  1S6 

"Tis  my  happiness  below  .     .     .     .     A  .     .  204 

V. 

Vital  spark  of  heavenly  flame 125 

W. 

What  happy  children,  who  follow  Jesus     .  62 

When  languor  and  disease  invade  ....  114 

When  faith  presents  the  Saviour's  death    .  133 

Whither  go'st  thou,  pilgrim  stranger       .     .  153 

What  various  hindrances  we  meet    ...  158 

When  blooming  youth  is  snatch'd  away  .     .  160 

While  on  the  verge  of  life  1  stand     .     .     .  161 

When  I  survey  the  wond'rous  cross    ...  164 

What  wond'rous  love  is  this,  kc.       ...  J  72 

\\  hat  could  your  Redeemer  do       ....  187 

Where  are  the  dead,  in  heaven  or  hell     .     .  194 

With  love  and  pity  I  look  around     ....  86 


Ye  children  of  Zion  who're  aiming  for  glory  3 

Ye  sons  of  war  I  pray  draw  near     ....  7 

Ye  jewels  of  my  master 2S 

Ye  weary  heavy  laden  souls 74 

Ye  saints  of  Jesus  courage  take    ....  92 

Ye  virgin  souls  arise 104 

Yonder — amazing  sight — I  see      ....  106 

Young  people  all  attention  give     ....  139 

Z. 

Zion  the  marvellous  story  be  telling  .     .    .  202 


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